Day 10
Day 9
“details in fabric.”
calm down… deep breaths…and get yourself dressed instead of running around and pulling all your threads and breaking yourself up.
If it’s a broken part, replace it.
If it’s a broken arm then brace it.
If it’s a broken heart then face it
Are your thoughts results of static cling? If you’re shocked it’s just the fault of faulty manufacturing.
Day 8
“bend the pieces till they fit.”
I guess it’s luck but it’s the same; hard luck you’ve been trying to tame.
Maybe it’s love but it’s like you said.. “love is like a role that we play.”
Day 7
“useless progress.”
you pretend that the threat of your shoulders will console your arms in the length of regret measuring in inches, to consume your fingers into an exhausted fist.
i’m the first to speak, and you’re the last to know.
Day 6
“certain uncertainties.”
it’s like taking a guess,
when the only answer is yes.
Day 5
“patterns and how they change the visible world.”
You’re either blessed when you’re dead or when you’re young, and from you I learned in between those years there is nothing left to see.
So hide all your blessings, and keep ‘em somewhere safe. So they don’t break apart.
Is there a reason why the rain only falls on your head?
It just doesn’t seem right at all.
Day 4
“dogs chasing tails.”
If I’m wrong I am right, don’t need to look no further.
Should I give up, or should I just keep chasing pavements? Even if it leads nowhere..
Or would it be a waste?
Day 3
“reaching.”
Oh, you are like summer rain..soft and warm and delicate. And I am a foolish girl, for tryin’ to catch every drop of you..
I’m trying but it’s all that I can do; its love like fire burning underneath the rain.
Day 2
“beautiful mistakes.”
it was easiest to hide it all away, to never say what we were thinking. because in the end; i was a pawn in your game, and this is checkmate.
