thejadedheart-deactivated201202 asked: Have I ever confessed my love for you before?
‘Cause when she sings I hear a symphony And I’m swallowed in sound as it echoes through me I’m renewed, oh how I feel alive Though autumn’s advancing, we’ll stay young, go dancing
if your eyes were my road.
they’d be open-ended, country roads. a cesspool of memories, gorgeous memories. you’d leave me stranded somewhere in the midwest i’d kneel at the fork and pray for you to take me home. i walk them, lonely, you see… it’s a matter of principle, walking through your eyes it’s a journey most would rather take alone. i’m holding hands with myself, conversing...