"Why don't you write about me?"
I can put any insignificant thing into words, why on earth would I want to do the same thing with you?
I could give you thousands of metaphors of love but it will end with broken hearts on the sidewalk
and I could give you hundreds of synonyms of happiness but it will turn to fear of being alone soon enough
you should now by now that
my writings are not the place for things that I love.
They'll get mangled and die.
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 6:20 PM UTC
"Why don't you write about me?"
I can put any insignificant thing into words, why on earth would I want to do the same thing with you?
I could give you thousands of metaphors of love but it will end with broken hearts on the sidewalk
and I could give you hundreds of synonyms of happiness but it will turn to fear of being alone soon enough
you should now by now that
my writings are not the place for things that I love.
They'll get mangled and die.
