Although maybe all these moments are just in my head
I’ll be thinking ‘bout them as I’m lying in bed
And all that I believe might never really come true
But in my mind I’m havin’ a pretty good time with you
To get a woman’s heart,
a man must first use his own.
Ghosts appear and fade away, come back another day
Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude.
november spells sweet memory, the season blue remains. your yellow hair is like the sunlight, however sweet it shines. bit by the cold of december, i’m warm beside your smile
Burn it down until the embers smoke on the ground.
Start new, when your heart is an empty room.
With walls of the deepest blue.
She smiled in a big way, the way a girl like that smiles when the world is hers.
Some things tie your life together, with slender threads & things to treasure. Days like that should last & last.
love thissss. 🙂