i go for walks past nine
to see the shine of stars in fireflies
beside the wooded buggy path
carrying the burdensome aftermath
of loves lost, found, and misplaced
oh what i'd do to get out of this state
Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 11:06 PM UTC
i go for walks past nine
to see the shine of stars in fireflies
beside the wooded buggy path
carrying the burdensome aftermath
of loves lost, found, and misplaced
oh what i'd do to get out of this state
found in an old journal, not entirely relevant anymore but it does make me miss nighttime walks
