Blank page, give me something to play with. Stop staring at me with your beautiful, clueless eyes. Blank page, give me words I can feed off of. Stop judging me if you've got nothing to say. Blank page, lend me your inspiration. Stop guiding my pen away from you.
I keep calling you up in my mind whenever I'm feeling down, but you never answer me. I still see you when I close my eyes, I still feel you haunting the empty halls in my head. Your eyes have burnt themselves into my heart such a long time ago, and still they're the first … Continue reading Ghost from the Past
It's just you and I up here, The world can keep on turning, we've got our own time. And if we want to, we can just hit pause on everything around us. We can do whatever we want to, because it's us against the rest, and the rest doesn't exist. Let's never burst this bubble.
September 9th. It's colder, but not cold. It's darker, but not dark. The world seems surreal, mystical even. The leaves have already turned orange around the edges, but the flowers are still in bloom. Everything's just a little bit more beautiful, Everything feels just a little bit more like a dream. With the necessity of … Continue reading Early Days of Autumn
I find peace in dirty sheets. They smell like you, Heavenly, sufferable. I wonder if my shirt smells like me too, It fits you well.
With you I don't need a destination because you are the way. I want to scream from the rooftops, I want to tell the whole world about us. I want to let everybody see that this is real. You and I weren't meant to be, but we were meant to fight for us. I don't … Continue reading Rooftops
Remind me again why I didn't go home with you, There's like twenty people here. God, I hate this. I only like going home when you're coming too.