i have a lot to say
you just have to ask the right questions"
Pau, 18. Sex, Music, Lyrics, Tattoos, Drugs, Quotes and random shit.
I'm not who I appear to be.
I know that someday you’ll be sleeping, Darling, likely dreaming off the pain.
I hope you’ll hear me in the streetlight’s humming, softly breathing out your name.
I know that even with the seams stitched tightly, darling scars will remain.
I say we scrape them from each other, darling, and let them wash off in the rain.
And when they run into the river, oh no, let the water not complain.
I swear that even with the distance, slowly wearing at your name,
Your hands still catch the light the right way and
Our hearts still beat the same.
Obviously his name isn’t “well”
What do you wanna know?
I guess he’s this person that I came to love in many ways because he’s honest and he’s so interesting even though he thinks he’s not. I swear my best days were when I was with him. It’s hard to describe him even though I’ve told him how amazing he is a million times. He really loves music and drinking water, sometimes coffee. He does this little laugh when he gets nervous. His favorite color is red but you’ll most likely see him wearing a lot of blue. He likes to eat pancakes and going to the lake. He likes to read books and watch movies. He writes and he’s just so creative. He’s so surreal to me and sometimes I don’t think he’s real because there’s people hoping to find someone like him and here I am, I found him.