I'll miss you so much because you make me feel needed and when I'm around you I just want to smile because I can't believe how incredibly lucky I am to have had our paths cross and I hope you see how much I don't want to lose you and know that though our moment may be gone, like a wave, I will never stop coming back to you because this isn't goodbye it's only the beginning.
1) Have a best friend 2) Keep a secret 3) Camp outside on a starry night 4) listen to waves at night 5) vote 6) write a strongly-worded letter 7) go swimming at night 8) climb a tree and scrape your knee 9) cry at a movie 10) draw a map 11) play a sport 12) be silent for 24 hours 13) fly in a plane 14) translate a poem 15) have a deep secret 16) sing loudly in the shower 17) write a novella 18) be in the middle of two books at once 19) listen to "take me home country roads" 20) have a really good day 21) wear an outfit that makes you feel beautiful 22) buy a cute lamp 23) wear two different socks 24) compliment someone 25) take a really cool photograph 26) love someone
I heard someone singing this morning to an old piano a loud echoing sound that filtered through the wooden floorboards like starlight. The dust hung thick in the air and it clung to the notes magnetically filling the air with particles of songs. Do you remember when we would play together? My fingers bent over the old piano keys and your voice was lifted so all the clouds could hear the melodies that twisted from my fingertips and into your throat. Rusty keys and cracking voices make for the most beautiful harmonies on early mornings full of laughter and light. I often wonder where you went dragging your sheet music in a suitcase behind you, your passport overflowing with stamps in languages that tumble off my tongue like heavy bricks. Without you, my fingers straightened themselves and went back to their notebooks
I think I float sometimes maybe without knowing but my little thread breaks and i fall upward but I'm not complaining of course it's the best way after all to touch the stars.
I know I hum to myself And whisper over and over again So when i reach the double bar I’ll can spread myself across the staff And clink rusty keys together Until the resounding echo Is a resolution of harmony.
I dotted ink in my fingerprint today a small act of rebellion so that they remember I'm here still waiting for that moment where everything changes.
I'm not sure that anyone even exists I mean i have no evidence except for photos taken through someone else's lens and what should that mean to me? its only a memory I stole to heal my bleeding heart