c'est la vie

My words are raw For I have been scorned by you Abused for something Beyond my control, Out of my reach

Her lips are soft against mine, Brown hair curling around my fingers Do I disgust you? With my attraction to her I am invincible in my own mind

She compliments me as she runs Her fingertips over mine In a gesture of support. She understands this is new for me But she treats me as an equal

Would you? Would you treat me as an equal If you knew what we have done together She is a river That I am finding myself dragged along

little things about someone that make you love them

the cinematography of a movie

people who get talked over or excluded

mix of colours in the sky

cute things people do without realizing 

a friend who has been a little distant lately

the background sounds around you

the difference between someone’s real and fake smile

strangers who look sad and alone 

me