we are alive
everytime i read the word update i hear underrate in my mind.
it makes me miserable to know you're alone and i would love to invite you into my life, but you told me to never call you again.
and i won't.
grass grows up. it grows green, but really color has never existed outside of our own perception. how exciting. i love to know that things are painted for me specifically. beauty is in the eye of the beholder and i've never understood that before. the earth rejoices and sings out praise. it is enormous, cold, but there are warm corners reserved for living in. such vibrance sometimes. gravitational pull is no match for the trunks of trees planted by living water.
i am living.
i am living.
i am living and i'm living for you.
it makes me miserable to know you're alone and i would love to invite you into my life, but you told me to never call you again.
and i won't.
grass grows up. it grows green, but really color has never existed outside of our own perception. how exciting. i love to know that things are painted for me specifically. beauty is in the eye of the beholder and i've never understood that before. the earth rejoices and sings out praise. it is enormous, cold, but there are warm corners reserved for living in. such vibrance sometimes. gravitational pull is no match for the trunks of trees planted by living water.
i am living.
i am living.
i am living and i'm living for you.