when the world weighs too much,
and silence roars louder than thought,
i’ll be your ground,
run to me.
when your heart breaks in pieces,
i’ll gather them close,
come, run to me.
when the night feels endless,
i’ll be your spark,
run to me.
in the chaos, i’ll be your calm,
come, run to me.
Apr 29, 2025
Apr 29, 2025 at 12:43 AM UTC
when the world weighs too much,
and silence roars louder than thought,
i’ll be your ground,
run to me.
when your heart breaks in pieces,
i’ll gather them close,
come, run to me.
when the night feels endless,
i’ll be your spark,
run to me.
in the chaos, i’ll be your calm,
come, run to me.
i have nothing to lose by loving you endlessly.
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