Thursday, May 8, 2014

The Soft Crackle

Yet love's like a needle on a record, taking parts of you away as it draws sharply and constantly across the heart, in slow descending circles, just to hear a song hidden in the scratches one more time.


3 comments:

Girl on Fire said...

And sometimes the music hurts, but it's music just the same.

Haley Nieboer said...

first,
I have no idea who you are.
second,
i found your book today like I was magnet and it was magnet.
third,
i read it in a field in the wood in the sun
forth,
it changed everything. know this, it changed everything.

Haley Nieboer said...

first,
I have no idea who you are.
second,
I found your book today like it was a magnet and me, too.
third,
i read it in a field in the wood in the sun in my body
forth,
it changed everything. know this, it changed everything.