Footsteps in the sand

We live our lives ignorant to the fact that we leave behind an impression If someone followed in your footsteps, where would you lead them? (Follow me to my happy place) *BRB*

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Beachy

You ever notice the crackling of the ocean? When the waves hit And the bubble pop They crackle. If you listen carefully I swear you can almost hear the sun shining Passing through miles of sky to press itself Gently upon your skin The ocean; it is happy Playing passionately with the sand And so... Continue Reading →

Im ok.

and when I saw your face I thought of the way you touched me and took from me all too much I was too young to understand the way you were hurting me what exactly you'd do to my mind because every time i think of you and how i didn't chose to have what... Continue Reading →

Pieces.

Pieces of me are truly tragic Some pieces of me are bright and happy Which pieces are more important? Which pieces make up the most of me?

Write

I read your words Listen to your songs I hear you talk But don't register my own thoughts Why read your story When I have my own Why hear your music When I can write songs • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •... Continue Reading →

Burnt dreams.

I use to go on walks with a boy I took him to my happy places Showed him hidden parks It was a special piece of me that I shared with him Until I was forced to walk those paths alone Now my happy place is filled with old laughter and burnt dreams The air... Continue Reading →

I want to be with you and I want to be happy but I can't do both of those things at the same time. *BRB*

For him.

My eyes flutter open I can see that he's watching me Smiling as if I'm a masterpiece he created on his own But in his eyes I'm the masterpiece that fell into his arms It's like I'm looking at him for the first time The way he's overjoyed to share my bed I can see... Continue Reading →

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