I picture your arms around me Caressing my hair behind my ear Oh what I would for you to really be here
I’d cross the seven seas just to see you smile Just to feel your warm embrace I’d walk a hundred miles Just to see you for a while those are the things I’d do Because nothing, truly nothing, compares to seeing you
I hope you are the shore to my ocean... I hope you are nepenthe to my pain... I hope you are Christmas to my December... I hope you are stardust to my universe... I hope you are conscious to my subconscious.. I hope you are light to my darkness... I hope you are evermore to my 2020... I hope you are Nile to my Egypt.... Oh I hope you are me... And I am you...
i joked to a boy i slept with last night that i should come with a warning label. Except in my case i would need packing slips of everything i have been through. Every human thats left a mark on me has a story. every mark comes with a list of the things i have endured. the those who have endured which i have been through have put far more complications in my life than anyone would have anticipated. That is what i am left with. anxious anticipation for the next shoe to drop, tree limb to fall, im never not looking over my shoulder anymore. i wish i came with a ******* warning label
mouth breathes heavy. ***** air. lungs are full of space. the butterflies do not fly - they are dead. i coughed them up. hacked the ashes of their bodies into breeze - some sweet nothing, some kiss of wind i hope will find its way to your mouth, wide and lonely and waiting for mine.
every now & then i can’t explain why i feel like reaching out to someone i’ve outgrown. throughout the years i never thought to see you again as i lay under the stars the moon shines a special light onto me for once in my life everything looks and feels clear your face paces back & forth in the back of my mind but i toss it to the side what we could... could not. get lost in the thought of you wxnderlust