And now I'm told that this is life.
i am going to be completely honest: i still see a person i love when i look at you. i still miss how your shirts were always soft. i still miss the way your eyes looked close-up. my palms still haven't forgotten what the small of your back feels like, and my stomach still feels like a magnet.
you stand out from every crowd i see you in. i single you out automatically, analyze every detail of your face, your hair, the way you slouch.
i search myself for signs of regret, and i have none. you and i simply don't mix.
or maybe that's just it - it isn't simple. we're not like oil and water. we're not like night and day. we are like dusk. you are the sun, and i am the moon, and we only partly overlap.
but when we do, it's a little too beautiful to forget.
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