The stars of night are awakening,
Though tired from their slumber...
Green is more than a color.
More than a mixture...
Moon
bright, sliver...
In the forest,
deep inside it's core...
I am sitting here next to my window,
I am watching the wind and the leaves blow...
A last breath, a last batting of times eyelids,
eyes fall of rain, in the depths of ourselves...
Walking through the
arboretum...
This is about people's different attitudes to...
As the rain pours and pours...
A hail of a bell,
Became softer and softer...
I feel like I'm going to,
Vomit...
Dancing with the sun
Beauty indescribable...
The times that we had; Just us two.
Disappointments shared; We were blue...