"Before I die, I want to be somebody's favourite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe."
(Andrea Gibson)
"There is just one person inside my head. One person I can't stop thinking about. It's you." - "Testone", 2016 by Andrea Salvatori
As I lay here in my bed, so close to slumber, I’m falling
Just like when I fell for you all those years ago,
Like dominoes, one after another, fast yet slowly
Like the sand falling in an hourglass, watching the seconds pass
I couldn’t give up the opportunity to be loved by someone as beautiful as you were in that outfit
So elegantly clumsy you were that night, unaware that I was falling
Right into the palms of your sweaty hands
as they reached out for another, I couldn’t bare the thought
Like you’ve been etched into my brain before I even knew you existed
Like when the sun met the Big Bang, everything collided
Right into your heart and later into your bed
Large enough to hold royalty, no wonder you don’t expect less
Is always more when it comes to my love
Flowing out of my mouth, like leaves in the wind
Brushing your hair against my cheek, sending chills down my spine
Found the backbone to explain to you how I really feel
Everything and nothing all at once, except around you
Helping me feel every emotion possible, as if you weren’t real
A figment of my imagination, a blur in my reality
Checks me into place when I see you with them, confused
Unaware of what we once were, I’m given a fist bump
Down the road I hoped to never write our demise
Dead before the idea of us was written in the stars
The constellations I once drew from freckles on your shoulders
The weight of burdens that once laid there because I’m unfit to handle my emotions
Back to feeling nothing again, because you’ve disappeared like a childhood ghost
Afraid to fall asleep, monsters keep me up at night
Time after time, I replay the actions that led me to that day
Trips down memory lane are the only way to fully remember
Falling for you like dominoes, unaware that the fall always comes to an end.
“Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.”
— Dylan Thomas
I am literally such an easy person to satisfy. Give me a snack, hold my hand, kiss my forehead, look at the moon and stars with me, hand me a wild flower.
yall ever sleep from 1700-2200 and call it a nap bc
i thought this was about years. but yes

