and swim when it hurts

Jun 01, 2009 23:00


everything looks different in the dark. wind back. lace up. kiss her goodbye or goodnight with your lips in the strands of her hair. the shapes on the ceiling are always yours. he doesn't even see. you do, you always do. they chase you into the darkness into the light into where you can't see into the clouds. so long. gold dust and whispered ( Read more... )

writings, my heart

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justthekeys June 2 2009, 06:31:55 UTC
this makes me feel sad, somehow. it's a good sad.

the shapes on the ceiling are always yours.

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