Friday, August 31, 2007
♥ 4:29 AM
Your fragile, folded wings are just tired from the pure blue sky. You don't have to force your smile for anyone.
its okay
to smile for yourself:)
That lonely feeling keeps creeping up on me. A single candle burns inside. There shouldn't be an expensive chandelier in a wild place like this. Can i really bury it all with emtpy words? I don't even know anymore.
As long as we can swim freely in our dreams, we won't need that sky anymore. Even if you can't let go of the past. I'll still be there to see you tomorrow:)
Your fragile, folded wings are just tired from the pure blue sky. You don't have to force your smile for anyone.
its okay
to smile for yourself:)
ovel and imoo
