Coco

somewhere a lantern burns in the woods.

somewhere a cold blind man suffers.

they will never meet.

there are things i want to say to you. i feel like a fangirl; like rounded block letters on lined paper and i's dotted with hearts. i 

It’s being told about stars

You can’t see

Yet

And having a book taken away

Before you can finish

And then having the middle spoiled

But not the end.

It’s smiling into the sunshine