#mutualunderstanding
How do we clash
so harsh
and yet sparse
but it lasts
anger blush
as we laugh
Jul 29, 2021
Jul 29, 2021 at 8:39 AM UTC
He was the greeny earth,
To my dreamy sky,
That seemed never uniting,
Till the time dies,
But we built our paradise,
In the horizon,
With so much patience and love that,
Even if a storm breaks out,
Even if we were ripped apart,
We'd find our way back in a heartbeat,
To the warmth of our little paradise
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 3:06 AM UTC