You could take my hand and run through the fields with me.
Stare into my eyes like I’m the Moon in your eyes.
But I can’t help but asking “are you bored yet?”
Because I can’t stand having you as a memory.
Having us stay at home and watch the sunset.
Because in every selfish way possible I want to be in every memory you have.
So you can see through my lies.
Even if we can’t understand where we’re going.
I want to be by your side.
And if you ever feel lonely I’m only a message
Or a call away.
#Love Sick
azure bison
worthy sand
This is truly so beautiful
azure bison
I'm glad you like it
rugged mortar
it's short, but the words hit in the greatest way possible: it sounds like a letter, which remains stained with blood mixed by tears for eternity, truly, wonderful!