Midnight melancholy dragging me down, my eyes fluttering in the bright lights of days to come while I'm about to fall asleep, standing tall with so much room to fall. Decorating my flat with hearts as if to muster up an intimacy which never existed and I see your reflection in the mirror, that time when you came over and I almost kissed you. I write quotes and want to make everyone feel better about themselves 'cause they deserve it and I just want to see them smile, hear them laugh. Strawberries with sugar and a picnic in the park.
I want to disappear in an unfamiliar town. Just you and I and the comfort of strangers. Walk the streets - drop in drop out fading exploding living breathing panting slowly entwining dancing becoming strong then letting go.
fine du. jeg inviterer herved på piknikk i nygårdsparken med jordbær, hvitvin og fine teaterbøker! :)SvarSlett
I miss you.SvarSlett
Lotta: Awh, takk likeså. <3 Og ja, det stemmer eg for! :DSvarSlett
Neda: I miss you too. <3