If simplicity ruled over all this would be my favourite character. Head in the Sky: The Ancients
A postcard never pulled us apart and I wonder if you left just to blame the distance.
Penmanship 013
I can fall into you and sleep; nuzzled up against your heart- I’ve never heard such a beauty beat.
696
I wasn’t strange I was languid and in need of love. Polluted, I am torn and still in love with you.
Penmanship 012
Visions of the future that you’ll never see, photos on the mantle is all I’ll ever be.
690 My mom's a workaholic. So am I.
All I remember is the sun setting and watching the colour in my life bleed like the streaks in the sky.
Head in the Sky: The Ancients