Tonight was a night that should go down in the history books. Regina Spektor, watch out because the history books didn't forget about us, and even though the Bible didn't mention us, it still feels like life is more then just a game.
He messages me more then anyone I know, and talks to me more then anyone I know, and tells me things that I don't know if I'd ever want to hear. I'm in love with the way that I feel when I think about you- because for once, the butterflies aren't going away. I know that I try to push them in the back of my mind, but, it's so hard when you're the only thing that's going through it. You're racing faster than KENYANS, even though KENYANS aren't really-
I'm done with that reference.
And honestly, I could write about you all day- even though I know you wouldn't read it, and inside my mind is really the only place I can keep you safe. The pen and paper tab isn't safe anymore, and my heart isn't exactly the best lock. I lost it a long time ago, and how it's closed. It takes me longer to accept people and love them, but I never said I was uncapeable of doing so.
Ich bin ein Berliner.
I am a doughnut :|
Smooth moove.
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