Maybe sometimes, autumn is a boy with caterpillar eyebrows who’ll teach you how to **** the very same butterflies he gave you inside; maybe for some of us the best thing to hope for is the worst snowstorm in the history of the world to wash away the colors of such a fall.
You know you should’ve stayed away when he turned the marigolds silver when he smiled but you’re never smart enough to run, and there probably might be good reasons you instinctively close your eyes when you kiss someone but you were dumb enough to fight that, and this is how many things don’t make it through winter to see spring.
Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 1:25 PM UTC
Maybe sometimes, autumn is a boy with caterpillar eyebrows who’ll teach you how to **** the very same butterflies he gave you inside; maybe for some of us the best thing to hope for is the worst snowstorm in the history of the world to wash away the colors of such a fall.
You know you should’ve stayed away when he turned the marigolds silver when he smiled but you’re never smart enough to run, and there probably might be good reasons you instinctively close your eyes when you kiss someone but you were dumb enough to fight that, and this is how many things don’t make it through winter to see spring.
