12:32 Diary: I Could Have Loved You (k.p.k)
what do you make love with?
do you make it with your heart
or your hands?do you sculpt it from mud
or draw it in sand?if it falls apart, can you
fix it with glue?and if you make love,
does love also make you?
you’re my sunset, sunrise, and all the time in between
You carry yourself like a storm in the sky, causing disasters and then waving goodbye. The insecurities and distrusting mindset all wrapped into one, I thought you were the most beautiful thing but boy was I wrong. I was stuck in your cloud for as long as I could but one person can only endure as much pain as they should. I could feel the strikes of emotions from my fingers to my toes and behind the scenes nobody ever knows, the real pain behind the happiness and the real sadness behind the pain. you carry yourself like a storm cloud, but I could no longer be a part of your reign.
