I love every part of you;
even the parts of you that you deem imperfect and hollow,
for I will continue to water the flowers that I have planted there
for them to ever grow
The worst is knowing you have no one but yourself to fight off your own demons when you’re alone in bed with your thoughts
A part of me will always need to be held back from pricking myself on the thorns of the roses I grew
We’ve all had runaway;
not to escape
but to see who would chase
A fire that glows and warms instead of burning me;
if only a lifetime lasted forever
god I’d never want you to stop
Does forever last for eternity and beyond horizons
or does it end like how the skyline meets the ocean
flowers grow back;
so why not take the chance to bloom and glow?
Riding the clouds of the greys and blue skies, I hope you’ll see through it all.
It’s getting harder to breathe around you with all your toxic fumes, when what you used to be was a breath of fresh air.
The moon may shine the brightest in the night sky but I sometimes forget that the sun is a star and stars will eventually burn out too