the first time i saw her i thought “she is a field of flowers”
when i was a little girl my heart was made of forests towering trees that housed little woodland creatures
i used to believe that if you loved someone enough you would not loose them as if i love you were some magic words tethering you too them
she held constellations within her eyes and a darkness in her soul. it should have been a warning,
the first time i saw her i thought “she is a field of flowers”
when i was a little girl my heart was made of forests towering trees that housed little woodland creatures
i used to believe that if you loved someone enough you would not loose them as if i love you were some magic words tethering you too them
she held constellations within her eyes and a darkness in her soul. it should have been a warning,