he said…
“it’s a long walk home”,
but i never could’ve known just
how far we would roam…
how long i’d have to hold on.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the long walk home…
wild air…
your beating heart, wild air,
and all the other things that make
me want to run free
– butterflies rising
Read More →that late night drive, make me a mixtape… 3am kind of love…
…that late night drive, make me a mixtape,
talk till 3am and stay up too late,
kind of love.
– butterflies rising
Read More →‘wanderlove… that late night drive, make me a mixtape, talk till 3am…
that late night drive,
make me a mixtape,
talk till 3am, stay up too late,
lay at the foot of your bed,
tell me what’s inside your head,
wander my way through all the wonderful
ways of who you are,
kind of love
– butterflies rising
Read More →when they are meant to love you, they would have to fight it to not feel it…
when they
are meant to love you,
they would have to fight it to not feel it…
it will be in their stars
– butterflies rising
Read More →linger: lay here and lose time with me…
lay here
and lose time
with me,
let me tell you
of all the
things i adore
about you
– butterflies rising
Read More →hopelessly romantic heart and a fiercely independent soul…
forever trying
to reconcile a hopelessly
romantic heart and a fiercely
independent soul
– butterflies rising
Read More →unheavy… it was the way you just let me breathe here…
it was the way
you just let me breathe here.
and just be here.
you didn’t ask
anything else of me.
not to tangle in your weaknesses
or to heal your wounds.
you just asked me to know you…
to just know you.
to let it all be unheavy,
here next to you…
and just wonder of our dreams in
the glow of the moon.
– butterflies rising
Read More →just this…
pause
breathe
be here with me,
it’s all i want,
it’s all i need,
just this.
– butterflies rising
Read More →what if this chaos in us is beautiful…
what if this chaos in us is beautiful…
and we don’t have to sort it out.
– butterflies rising
Read More →this chaos in us is beautiful…
let yourself just
feel for a moment.
head quiet.
heart,
however… wherever… all over.
then maybe you could see what i see…
how this chaos in us is beautiful.
and how we don’t have to sort it out.
if you want, we could tell each other everything,
but we could also say nothing,
and let this be enough. because just this,
it’s everything.
and just you…
it’s more than enough.
– butterflies rising
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