why do we–

why do we–

she shied away because she was afraid of the fire kindling inside of her. terrified of letting her independence slip away, she gave up and took the first plane to an island with nothing but pink sands and white waves✨

visionaries

visionaries

how ever you acknowledge the claim, we are more than visionaries, we are more of the same. we trace saline letters across heavy-lidded skies littered with airplanes and we do more than just lie, we truly pretend we are okay; so adept at our facades, as if it has been engrained🍁🍂

i wish

i wish

i wish you could see that i understand that there is more to life than pleasantries. you shy from me; i am a crackling fire, if you were to lean over, would you welcome my flames? im falling for you, but will you flee and leave?🌲