You learned what smiling looks like. You learned how beautiful it makes you. You learned that this thing is a gun. A gun with a suppressor attached to it. You learned to listen a dude who owns a galaxy himself. A galaxy with a sun as bright and warm as this smile is.
Never met the One who made me look precious. I was never there. Keep my warm words and listen to this prayer. Keep on rollin' boo. Diamonds are made under high pressures.
You see how it feels?
I found you tangled in my dreamcatcher this morning.
The tiger and the lion may be more powerful. But the wolf does not perform in the circus.
Do what wolves and fire do best. Surprise them when they least expect it.
Cool. Severly injured inside though.
Day 408I've reached the point where nothing that I can possibly write about you describes you the most.
J'ai besoin de vous
Stranded in the openDried out tears of sorrowLacking all emotionStaring down the barrel waiting for the final gates to openTo a new tomorrowMoving with the motionFollowing the light that sets me free.