the fire our fire everything we built from everything we had Our nothing. sparks flew around a conflagration, That was burning fire growing on the liberated spirits once dying of pain -'18.12.13
It was that cold November night, under the lampost, we watched as the shooting star passed by, you wished for her, and I wished for your wish to come true, because inside me a little ray of hope had begun to grow.
a little while longer if you stare into oblivion you will see that there are many answers down there and to get them you just have to pay a small price
。on my window sill close to the edge sits a box of whispered wishes full of everything that I have let go of full of everything of everything that I should'nt hold on to 。
⋅That cold winter day when I decided to take a walk with life I was determined to find all the answers to all my question but when I approached him he never really spoke he just let me talk and when he had gone and a little too late for me to realize I figured he had been answering all my questions the whole time⋅
・Why do we agree to love when we know that one day we will have to part... Even when we know that nothing really lasts forever When we know that even permanent marker fades away・