Shortest Story Ever:
𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐈𝐧 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬
an older poem that i wrote last spring about distorting other's perceptions of you.
Lacing/ ˈlāsiNG/ noun: To stitch together your deepest hopes and dreams. To weave them with the love you've hidden all these years. To make something that resembles this daydream.
Stay with me, Hold me, while time weakens the wall between us and the rest of the world...
Left with daydreams from a story she forgets to remember to tell.
You're beautiful, I love you, I care for you.
I imagined that we were together and that he loved me bad idea I know but when you don't have anything in your life that's where you go to feel fulfilled and loved and happy and it keeps you from tryi...
What makes you feel guilty? For this photographer, it's taking newlyweds' money.
'I make a throne of her easel and she makes a god of me...'
Happy November, everyone! 🍁
an older poem that i wrote last spring about distorting other's perceptions of you.
Lacing/ ˈlāsiNG/ noun: To stitch together your deepest hopes and dreams. To weave them with the love you've hidden all these years. To make something that resembles this daydream.
Stay with me, Hold me, while time weakens the wall between us and the rest of the world...
Left with daydreams from a story she forgets to remember to tell.
You're beautiful, I love you, I care for you.
I imagined that we were together and that he loved me bad idea I know but when you don't have anything in your life that's where you go to feel fulfilled and loved and happy and it keeps you from tryi...
What makes you feel guilty? For this photographer, it's taking newlyweds' money.
'I make a throne of her easel and she makes a god of me...'
Happy November, everyone! 🍁