she is light.
maybe, one day
you will know that
all the faces
i wear are just
facades.
there is a season for everything; she will wilt and fall but she will also root, rise and bloom.
tell me, my love
that I'm your sweet pain,
your favourite mistake.
your love soothes my soul
and lingers in my heart
like petrichor.
Outgoing request sometimes never reach destination.
The cop car's wheels go round and round Round and round, round and round
If I don't keep writing... will I fade into your memory?
What do you do when the one you love wants something different from life than you?
for the daily prompt, i figured why not?
((greatly dislike this one, but hey, didnt have anything else to post :')
maybe, one day
you will know that
all the faces
i wear are just
facades.
there is a season for everything; she will wilt and fall but she will also root, rise and bloom.
tell me, my love
that I'm your sweet pain,
your favourite mistake.
your love soothes my soul
and lingers in my heart
like petrichor.
Outgoing request sometimes never reach destination.
The cop car's wheels go round and round Round and round, round and round
If I don't keep writing... will I fade into your memory?
What do you do when the one you love wants something different from life than you?
for the daily prompt, i figured why not?
((greatly dislike this one, but hey, didnt have anything else to post :')