i write life.

this is 

love.

this is life.

fortheloveofmusic--

for all that shit that gets you high.

where music and champagne meets desire

sweet dreaming paint your mind poetry

parties,

skyline.

Take a departure with words

where we drift away from time

All that money sht, baby we can fly

stay in the frasslane </3

You are the hole in my head. 

You are the space in my bed. 

You are the silence in between 

What I thought and what I said 

You are the night time fear 

You are the morning, when it's clear 

When it's over, you will start 

You're my head, you're my heart 

No light, no light in your dark brown eyes

I never knew daylight could be so violent 

The world turns the way seasons do. I wonder, if I could ever see things the same way without you.

You are passion. You are water.