Buuuby
RAINDROPS ARE WHORES
they just go around falling on any person they like getting them all wet and they just don’t care what time of day it is, where you are they’re just there molesting you.
What happened to us. Without real reason we’ve forgotten our feelings for eachother… We have given ourselves away, only to go home right before we had our time in the sun Perched, you seize me out And remember the times I smiled. But not to indulge in the memory… But to count my teeth. And you know the old myth, “He who counts your teeth, casts to you death in coming” How my love? What’s happened to the heat our bodies perfected? To the touch we naturally casted? I miss our sudden kisses of drowned out sadness.. Smile with me again, walk the line with me again. I’ll wake in the same love you’ve shown me If you promise to say you love me, But mean it, like you’ve done in the near past I’m broken without you. Ive been sullen without you.. Bothered is my name. Now what? Now there’s this curb you’ve got to explain. This crease in your smile, that formed only in a small while.
they simply never understand,
do they,
that sometimes solitude is
one of the most beautiful things
on earth?
do they,
that sometimes solitude is
one of the most beautiful things
on earth?
“
| — | Charles Bukowski (via thechocolatebrigade) |
