Falling for the now, I am missing you, every time I come down, but feeling grateful for all of the time I have spent chasing my dreams like they have given me some distance but catching up just seems like all of it is not even real and I am talking to the world like I have lost in hope but you have found the ground before my wings hit the floor and my wings jad carried me before I was no longer even sure but as the times continued to run past me like the map of the pages in color where do you see your dreams from swimming out from underneath me and after some time I was thinking why my heart was giving into crying kind of like I was trying to grasp the wings before I let go of the surface and as time went on there was more to the picture than just the roses of love and as you went off writing in your journal alone getting lost in the process so late at night but I was finding my thoughts in the lines of the story but being willing to make it more seemed like my music of the notes were getting cured and as the boundaries kept on pushing the lines of things you quickly became my lost pen pal and now you are the subject of every story and I hope that my dreams will reach you far and that you will get to see the moon behind your long lost flower.
You got so caught up in the music that you drowned out the sound before you could get your voice behind the microphone back and now that you caught me in your emotions you would rather spend thanksgiving all alone without any drama I hope your butterflies will find their armor and that you will not have to shield away your heart like a long lost voice in the dark.
YOU ARE READING
Eventually, A Year Before Now Book 3
RomanceI wanted to love you even if you did not love me at all and as through the days I started to ponder my life and wonder where it would lead and even some things in my life I do not want you to know about and that if you were standing in front of me t...
