I know the leaves don't usually turn this color until fall, but in Texas, some plants die of heat and look like this in the summer. So here's some art inspired by the oak tree in my backyard :)
I know the leaves don't usually turn this color until fall, but in Texas, some plants die of heat and look like this in the summer. So here's some art inspired by the oak tree in my backyard :)
We were rising.
Like twin flames,
Dancing in the darkness,
Spreading warmth to the stars.
In my mind,
You were a star,
Radiating your astronomical light onto me.
Everything’s blurry
But I can’t stop writing
If I take my pen off the paper I’ll break,
I’ll shatter
I stop writing my heart will bleed rivers of words,
Words I can never say aloud
It’s been so long
Since I’ve seen your face
That I’m starting to forget
The color of your eyes
And the way you smile
But I’ll always remember
The way you cared
The leaves fall
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