

tomorrow sounds like you.tomorrow, i'll be lying to you through a clenched jaw prepared for you to notice this amongst other nervous ticks. i want to be found out when i say i don't miss you, when i say i don't need you, or love you. i want you to know what i'm saying when i'm not saying anything at all.tomorrow sounds like you.
tomorrow, i'll be talking about nothing at the top of my lungs and you'll be ignoring me. sound waves will be crashing on empty shores with no one there to greet them and the sand will get between my fingers and in my hair. i won't be able to get rid of this feeling for days. and i'll care even when i know i shouldn't.
tomorrow, i'll s


IfIf you're asking if I need you the answer is forever. If you're asking if I'll leave you the answer is never. If you're asking what I value the answer is you. If you're asking if I love you the answer is I do.If


this probably isn't about youthis probably is about how the sun was on the opposite side of the sky when i woke up this morning. and how my name looks wrong every time i write it until it's gotten to the point that i'm not even sure how to spell it. it's about how everything has been flying out of my control so that i can't remember how to walk without making a sound. or how to hold on to the edges when my vision gets too blurry. this is almost certainly about how you live one and three fourth miles to the north of me, but i forgot and slept facing the south last night so now i just feel like i turned my back on you.this probably isn't about you
but really, this isn't about you.
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