I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
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.
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.
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.
And sometimes the music hurts, but it's music just the same.
ReplyDeletefirst,
ReplyDeleteI 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.
first,
ReplyDeleteI 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.