"will i be able to hold your hands someday,
wishing they would never let go?"
and the hours would feel complete
when that day at last arrives,
24/7 my hand's in yours,
the moment day fades into night.
touching fingers, grazing skin,
our life's a polaroid-- white and black,
once our images, hearts and hands are captured,
we can never go back.
Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 6:26 AM UTC
"will i be able to hold your hands someday,
wishing they would never let go?"
and the hours would feel complete
when that day at last arrives,
24/7 my hand's in yours,
the moment day fades into night.
touching fingers, grazing skin,
our life's a polaroid-- white and black,
once our images, hearts and hands are captured,
we can never go back.
to jane, and to her love for wonwoo. words can be photogenic too, i think it's more creative and personally better to imagine than just to see.
quoted are her words, and i just continued what i felt from there.
i think of this as a misty grayscale concept,
of quiet, soft spoken words
among loud, erratic heartbeats
