xxNinjaStarGirlxx

282 days into the year and I’m still not living, lost in this urban ballet, this city of blinding lights. We knew a place where no cars can go, where even the crickets couldn’t be heard - fifty one miles down an old country road, where the wildflowers grow like frilly laces, moonblossoms tearing through the earth. You could feel the sky in your thought out gaze, ignoring the stars and drifting into five am on velvet waves just about to break. We don’t go there anymore. This thing between us set the night on fire but it only lasted a little while. I still have that fire smoldering in my ashtray heart, but flo

282 days into the year and I’m still not living, lost in this urban ballet, this city of blinding lights. We knew a place where no cars can go, where even the crickets couldn’t be heard - fifty one miles down an old country road, where the wildflowers grow like frilly laces, moonblossoms tearing through the earth. You could feel the sky in your thought out gaze, ignoring the stars and drifting into five am on velvet waves just about to break. We don’t go there anymore. This thing between us set the night on fire but it only lasted a little while. I still have that fire smoldering in my ashtray heart, but flo

today is the day you remember how to breathe. there is an ocean of thoughts, nightmares, and gray days; cross it and find yourself on sandy shores and midnight blue skies; count the stars and breathe in dreams of sunshine. wake up late with the dreams still lingering in your heart, dreams like promises and dragonfly kisses, candlelight that won’t fade. play on imagination like a piano, words flowing like soft melodies, painting pictures of meadows under soft skies and the smiles of kids on playgrounds; hop-scotch and held hands and snowball fights. breathe in moonlight for a change; dance with your heart wide open and unafraid. pret