These words are made of only 26 ******* letters that are just so full of blank spaces and white surroundings and that doesn’t compare to the way your eyes sparkle and your hands dance when you speak and the way your back curves and the goose bumps that covered your body when we sat on a fire escape smoking at 5 am and watching the world wake up. These words are too empty and dulled down by white nothingness for me to describe the way you breathe color and energy or the way your mind rotates around itself in the most beautiful way I’ve ever seen.
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 8:58 PM UTC
These words are made of only 26 ******* letters that are just so full of blank spaces and white surroundings and that doesn’t compare to the way your eyes sparkle and your hands dance when you speak and the way your back curves and the goose bumps that covered your body when we sat on a fire escape smoking at 5 am and watching the world wake up. These words are too empty and dulled down by white nothingness for me to describe the way you breathe color and energy or the way your mind rotates around itself in the most beautiful way I’ve ever seen.
