Too good to even exist, my mind turns to stone
And my heart takes lead. I bet it knows nothing
About the things that really matter.
But I do know words,
To put them on a string,
To paint my world on paper.
Where sunflowers and stars exist together.
A million years may go by,
I would still stare at you, those eyebrows
And the scar in between.
May be dream of it later.
And grow fond of it.
Let you flow through my veins,
Where wild flowers grow,
Unseen and uncontrolled.
"Nothing is an accident" never did I
Believe in that, and you came by.
Right in front of my eyes..
This 'whatever you would like to call it' between us
US making me turn red.
Two souls don't circle each other either,
By accident. I know..
Its dreamy, its complicated.
But I am going to let it stay
Probably grow old in its memory.
Let it bloom in places its not allowed to.