Prettyful..
This is something that Katie wrote. I think it's really prettyful.
someone tell me why the softly falling rain on my eyelids
makes me feel like this world can really be beautiful
like the lips of lovers touching for the first time
it's that innocence, it's that simple pureness i find indulging
don't you think that life is nice?
the way the wind blows my hair into his face
makes me believe that nature is playing games with me
i feel like i could dance there, underneath those stars
burning gas in the shadows of the earth, made by the sun
so i twirl and spin and laugh, like a child
i can be so pretty
the way he breathes, i can feel it, hot, on the surface of my skin
and my fingers wrap around his neck with such passion
this is how i know we have something real; completely
and when our eyes meet, i stare straight into him; but shy away
at times because the [e]motions around us are too much
too much for this small heart to handle, but i love it
and the scent of something sweet
i take deep breaths in, sweet like ocean water and fog, entwined as one
that's how i feel at times, more often now than in the past
so that horizon i look out at when dawn comes is where you are
to the right of the neon light, buildings reaching for the sky
past the smog, pollution of the strip, to the right of the mountain
that's where you're sleeping now, beautifully
Now...wasn't that perdy. Yes...now go make her smile cuz her grandpa just died :(
http://www.livejournal.com/~starrrless
someone tell me why the softly falling rain on my eyelids
makes me feel like this world can really be beautiful
like the lips of lovers touching for the first time
it's that innocence, it's that simple pureness i find indulging
don't you think that life is nice?
the way the wind blows my hair into his face
makes me believe that nature is playing games with me
i feel like i could dance there, underneath those stars
burning gas in the shadows of the earth, made by the sun
so i twirl and spin and laugh, like a child
i can be so pretty
the way he breathes, i can feel it, hot, on the surface of my skin
and my fingers wrap around his neck with such passion
this is how i know we have something real; completely
and when our eyes meet, i stare straight into him; but shy away
at times because the [e]motions around us are too much
too much for this small heart to handle, but i love it
and the scent of something sweet
i take deep breaths in, sweet like ocean water and fog, entwined as one
that's how i feel at times, more often now than in the past
so that horizon i look out at when dawn comes is where you are
to the right of the neon light, buildings reaching for the sky
past the smog, pollution of the strip, to the right of the mountain
that's where you're sleeping now, beautifully
Now...wasn't that perdy. Yes...now go make her smile cuz her grandpa just died :(
http://www.livejournal.com/~starrrless