I wanted to tell you I loved you
I wanted to tell you all I felt for you
would you have listened?
Does everybody hide something?
a deep dark secret?
like a mystery beneath the sea? a locked chest wrapped in the chains of their lies?
I like the thought of that
why do they hide them? Im not sure if everyone has one...I don't know if I do
what do we hide? Why do we hide? Why do we fear?
simple questions, okay questions
I can't come up with deep and meaningful ones
I wanna be a great thinker
like a person who thinks all the time
unable to untie the rope of guilt
strings of my history stitching me together (?)
ocean waves crashing onto the shore like the lace of mother nature's dress
the way the wind sings its story
memories that only you can recall
like waves crashing against a broken heart (?)
I like to read books
only when I feel a certain way
only when a certain vibe is in the air
it feels romantic
no. its not romantic
its another feeling. how do I describe it?
liminal? dreamy? Unreal?
probably unreal
maybe (?)
in my opinion,
that feeling is somewhat connected to nature
in a way?
I don't know its really hard for me to describe
waves? oceans? Jungles?
there's words I dislike for some reason
like 'jungle'
it doesn't sound right. sounds wrong
rainforest is a more beautiful word than jungle. in my opinion
I hate the word 'flock'
its weird. it gives me a weird vibe
like the rush of cold wind on a sunny day
or maybe the warm atmosphere under a cloudy sky
I also hate the word 'hedge'
I can go on and on
because I hate lots of words
I hate it when they appear in a book
is it just me?
being crazy gives me freedom >.<
