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Stuck in those days, where your eyes stare down mine. Stuck in those ways; where you smile wearies mine. I’ve been stuck for ages, not knowing how to escape it, oh your love gives me cold sweats each night; but I love you, don’t get it all wrong… I just don’t know how to let myself do, sometimes.
it is a weird form of sadness; sourceless, painless, though its presence is very much so, sensible it cannot be missed.
indeed, it comes from nowhere. yet even so, it is persistent! maddening….
it not only begs, but fights to be noticed; and how could it not be? how could something that consistently hits you in the face, out of the fucking blue not get merely noticed!?
mhm.. damned are the ones whom understand this.. via experience.
i close my eyes,
open them in that washed-blue room, with its pearly hues and salty winds brushing on our soft skins.
the smile on your face as you tell me you’re in love with me, a love that is so heavenly; it’s truly unbreakable.
and with each laugh you get out of me the ocean roars back in glee! and the palm trees dance,
“we’ll make it there, i promise”