When a thousand thoughts like needles Pass through my lungs and make my heart ache I can’t breathe for at least a few seconds And my throat dries up so much that it gets hot My heart breaks down this easily Although I tell myself and try every day I’m always stuck on you
I’m difficultly taking one step Difficultly closing my eyes and falling asleep The minutes in my day feels so long All the things I’m used to Only hurts me
Is it the hem of my skirt that is dancing? Is it the bleached gold color of the sky? Only momentary things are beautiful Among those, there’s love Is it the silver magnolia that blooms at dawn? Is it the shedded skin of the butterfly that has left? Out of all the beautiful things in […]