18:59
and here i am
back again
somewhere i last was with you
creating new memories
just like how i tell you to
i roll back the tape
19:39
this moment is all i have
it won’t happen again
not like this, in the same way
i watch the sky change colors
i feel the breeze on my skin
i hear the birds sings
will you forever think of me when you hear a chirp
i hope their songs haunt you like a distant memory of me
19:57
some things are meant to never by photographed
some things are meant to just be lived with no physical memory of it
✦ this is a scribble.
the fuck is a scribble? ✦
half-lists, half-diary blurts – messy notes I leave behind
a scribble
also on @tovenusfrommars
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