If only you could know how much I do care
or maybe you do, ~ we both do.
but i can’t express it
and you can
in sweet, comfortable silence. the kind the woods makes
looking back I wasn’t listening to you
I was listening to what
I wanted to be you
a song I wanted to be you
although if there’s one thing I do know next time
oh that next time we all know so well…
next time I’ll finally let it love me true yes I will,
and when that time comes it very well may be so true I know,
you’ll hear my song, and I’ll have heard yours that day indeed
lady number 4.
for simplicity’s sake I can’t pretend I can win them anymore,
it’s not about winning
It’s about finding that note, that song, that place; that field
where you were all along, and then you’re both there
and it’s super nice.
Loving yourself be, is limitless
each interaction allows one to grow
Stability is a key
literality; the door.
Hey, one thing though
not to interrupt that existential bullshit,
but It’s been fun
I f#$@!ng hate texting
all writing and photog by Jesse. ©OriginalGalaxy2015.