Sunday, April 13, 2014

World sick

The sky is pink and red with no clouds in sight but you. You tell me everything is alright and that you love me, the safeness in those words are as calming as a lullaby. To be held in your arms is quite nostalgic to a place I like to lose myself in. With the alarming of the clock i know you'll soon be gone and the "me" is gone with you, leaving an empty canvas untouched. I like how you run your fingers through my hair and caress a blushed cheek, the shy smile gives away too much for all this girl wants is a love so deep God would be jealous. With a few seconds left in eternity I know this moment will be gone, so i breathe in the fall air and breathe out hope for you are with me always. With a warm hello comes a sad goodbye as you walk towards a lonesome road you smile and tell me everything is okay.

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