there he flew looking at me
in a way no one had ever looked
at me. my hands shaking as
I explained my knotted past. I will not
always be easy to hold onto, for my
heart is scattered with thorns. some nights
I will be quiet and he won't know how to
pull me from my weeded mind. some nights
I'll forget what he sees in me and lose my
balance. some nights I'll trip over my own
feet and apologise for the mess I made. on those
nights the one thing that will drag me out of
my own labyrinth is that look. no one has ever
looked at me quite like that.
☼♡☼
http://prntscr.com/iijbc7
(click the link for the picture)
❤
(story derived from Tumblr)
in a way no one had ever looked
at me. my hands shaking as
I explained my knotted past. I will not
always be easy to hold onto, for my
heart is scattered with thorns. some nights
I will be quiet and he won't know how to
pull me from my weeded mind. some nights
I'll forget what he sees in me and lose my
balance. some nights I'll trip over my own
feet and apologise for the mess I made. on those
nights the one thing that will drag me out of
my own labyrinth is that look. no one has ever
looked at me quite like that.
☼♡☼
http://prntscr.com/iijbc7
(click the link for the picture)
❤
(story derived from Tumblr)
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