you write so beautiful
with weapons: i just want one night to tell you i'm sorry because i miss your bad days and i miss your morning. now i sleep across this land with no more problems than an empty heart and empty hands. but one night i'll write you, maybe from florida. and i'll want to come back to the rain and cold. and i'll write, "let's run away to nowhere in particular, because as time goes by, we're more so obsessed with the time that you're oblivious to the fact that you're alive. please don't respond with 'are we there?' because we don't even know where 'there' is. and what does it matter if we're having fun? nothing stays for good; it's washed away like all good things in time."
take a look around, your life is in front of your eyes. it's like taking the day off from work or school or whatever. it's like recognizing the fact that your life is moving just way too fast when your driving in your car and you say, "there's no way i'm going back." i don't think i ever told you, but it's never felt like this. the thoughts that flicker in our heads seem to be ours and ours alone and no one else can even grasp what we're thinking. i don't know if this is making sense at all, but it really all comes down to this: i met you and i haven't stopped thinking about you. and it was under last nights midnight sky that i thought about us for the first time and i'd like to thank you. you showed me how to live again, in a sense. underneath the best blanket in the house we stayed up and talked until the sun shattered the night sky. thank you.
somethings can't be written down...like the things you'll find inside your heart. you can do your best to try but the words just won't come out right...ever.
baby, you've got the biggest scars i've ever seen.
you've been known to say that your a o k , when your feeling sick inside.
its just way to bad now your worse than sad. all locked up bar inside.
my shoulders and ears are yours my dear, i hope it comes as no suprise.
<3
take a look around, your life is in front of your eyes. it's like taking the day off from work or school or whatever. it's like recognizing the fact that your life is moving just way too fast when your driving in your car and you say, "there's no way i'm going back." i don't think i ever told you, but it's never felt like this. the thoughts that flicker in our heads seem to be ours and ours alone and no one else can even grasp what we're thinking. i don't know if this is making sense at all, but it really all comes down to this: i met you and i haven't stopped thinking about you. and it was under last nights midnight sky that i thought about us for the first time and i'd like to thank you. you showed me how to live again, in a sense. underneath the best blanket in the house we stayed up and talked until the sun shattered the night sky. thank you.
somethings can't be written down...like the things you'll find inside your heart. you can do your best to try but the words just won't come out right...ever.
baby, you've got the biggest scars i've ever seen.
you've been known to say that your a o k , when your feeling sick inside.
its just way to bad now your worse than sad. all locked up bar inside.
my shoulders and ears are yours my dear, i hope it comes as no suprise.
<3