it was a beautiful starry night when we were both drunk, lying on the sand
you told me bout your ugly and weird fascinations
i was intently listening to your most peculiar thoughts
there were moments when we could just shut up for a minute
but feel no awkwardness at all
i can hear you breathing
and that, i think, is still the best melody I've heard so far
sometimes i'd take a quick look at your face
you looked so happy, i almost thought i was dreaming, as if everything's not real
but no, it was profoundly true. we felt infinite. that was the only time i ever felt alive.
but that was then, life happened. and i don't know where you are now.
i wonder who's lying with you on the sand now, listening intently to your most peculiar thoughts
listening closely to your inhales and exhales
sharing the most comfortable silences with you
staring at the beautiful moonlight, feeling infinite. wishing the night would never end.
he must be so lucky.
May 31, 2017
May 31, 2017 at 4:41 AM UTC
it was a beautiful starry night when we were both drunk, lying on the sand
you told me bout your ugly and weird fascinations
i was intently listening to your most peculiar thoughts
there were moments when we could just shut up for a minute
but feel no awkwardness at all
i can hear you breathing
and that, i think, is still the best melody I've heard so far
sometimes i'd take a quick look at your face
you looked so happy, i almost thought i was dreaming, as if everything's not real
but no, it was profoundly true. we felt infinite. that was the only time i ever felt alive.
but that was then, life happened. and i don't know where you are now.
i wonder who's lying with you on the sand now, listening intently to your most peculiar thoughts
listening closely to your inhales and exhales
sharing the most comfortable silences with you
staring at the beautiful moonlight, feeling infinite. wishing the night would never end.
he must be so lucky.
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