You slay me.
Let us wander, dear boy. Into that dark cold night. Let us walk hand in hand. Into the gazing starlight.
I wanted to be so in love with you wrap myself so deep In.
But like a cloudy apparition it just wasn’t meant to be. You are blind and I am free.
So stop trying to impress me with your fakeness and your false sense of sensibilities. You are not sensible. You are not kind. You are just another fragment another symbol of the times.
you knew that maybe if you had landed after searching for dry land in a sea of potential hazards and no ones on some long-lost island you’d have to stay there forever with the wrong person until death finally came to claim you.