• withywriting 9w

    In Love With The Sun

    If we choose paying, then we can choose happiness, too;
    fall in love with every flaw, I try and learn from other people's experiences in mistakes;
    I reach these thorns just to find you, we are intertwined, sometimes Tangled;
    To tender and hopeless to withhold and ending smile, you prompt me with your beauty;
    A Summer breeze, like the one that brought me close to you, in the brightness of the day, they see my beauty;
    I've always had an in an uneasy relationship with the sun;
    I held her until the day I lost her in the wind and the club clouds,
    What did you want most, when you were underwater? Air!
    I'm not the son of my past, I'm it's broken pieces.
    ©withywriting