ghostwithdimple

maybe I'm looking for me or what I used to be

when I die bury me with sunflowers

are we born for something bigger than a simple life on tracks?
          station to station, just pressing time to the finish line
          are we fooling our imaginations?
          like ships on the shore or planes on the floor
          or trains on the highway
          you're a colorful soul in a technicolor world
          while you're living it black and white
          running through knee-high grass
          chasing you through fields of green and gold
          like kids we played until the end of the day
          no fear of growing old
          hear the crash of the waves
          feel the sun on my face
          kiss the sweat off your lips babe
          taste the salt in the air
          smell the flowers in your hair
          with your fingers wrapped in mine
          where we are is not all we are
          it's the path we've run so far
          have you ever felt so alive?
          you feel the blood in your veins like ice
          melting down your spine
          oh have you fallen in love?
          felt that shiver, that shift in your soul
          crashing down like a wave
          on the seaside

hush baby, don't you say another word, be quiet
          hush baby, when you do, I just get hurt

pervazda solmaya yüz tutmuş papatyalarım, omzumdan sıyrıldı sıyrılacak battaniyem ve elimi üşüten buz gibi bir kahve kupası
          lütfen geri dön
          
          

papatyalara bakınca aklıma geliyorsun

keşke tam şimdi yağmur yağsa

Mingogh adlı yazara ne kadar güzel şeyler yazıyorsun... Sadece söylemek istedim didjdks.
          Kıskandım doğrusu, ama Parya zaten hakediyor. Djdbihs

matching icons, slayyy

Believe me when I say, I could never be saved.