Every second is stretched like country roads - empty and silent, long and endless.
Every heartbeat is strong enough to destroy walls, loud enough to drown thunderstorms.
Every question is written in indecipherable codes like long forgotten ancient languages.
Every answer is buried in a world more complex and fearsome than Homer's imagination.
Every spoken word is an arrow shot in the darkness that I often want to take back.
Every waking moment is spent dreaming about the sound of your laughter and the sparkle of your eyes.
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 10:13 PM UTC
Every second is stretched like country roads - empty and silent, long and endless.
Every heartbeat is strong enough to destroy walls, loud enough to drown thunderstorms.
Every question is written in indecipherable codes like long forgotten ancient languages.
Every answer is buried in a world more complex and fearsome than Homer's imagination.
Every spoken word is an arrow shot in the darkness that I often want to take back.
Every waking moment is spent dreaming about the sound of your laughter and the sparkle of your eyes.
