you are the only thing that makes me okay.

Rain and I fell, as if we had the right
And now we're left alone and side-by-side at night

I think one of my favourite things
Is being a shoulder pillow for someone
I know my shoulders are hard
And probably uncomfortable
So when someone uses them for a pillow
I try to stay still as possible
So as not to make the experience any worse
And I just enjoy it a lot

There is an island in the sky
flying high above
it is so beautiful
and yet untouched

Scorching the sky
and hiding the sun
it cares for nothing
it cares for no one

It's just a piece of rock
cold, heartless with no blood
did not love and did not care
was it ever even there?