Piece by piece
Leaving me with nothing
But I'm grateful
Because I can rebuild
Far from you
Stronger
Just for me
Piece by piece
Leaving me with nothing
But I'm grateful
Because I can rebuild
Far from you
Stronger
Just for me
A convertible. Leaning back and looking at the stars. A drive at night. Chasing after the aurora borealis. London Grammar. Playing on the stereo as we drive through a new country. Coffee shops. Eating
What were your plans for me? Did you have any? Or was it just a game? Do you enjoy the mystery of torture? Of arrogance? Of power? A game of harm and pain? Was there even a goal?
Like a doe with big eyes, I walk vulnerably into the unknown With more shields, but more softness Will I be drawn into lightness, magic, serendipity Or darkness It’s a flip of a coin What does today b