| Bubbles The snowflakes and the sunshine Live in two separate worlds � mine and ours. My drops of white are like glitter in a snow globe: Alive and dancing against your cardboard background of puffy clouds Grey and purple. You�re all artificial shadows and shapes. I can make you real. You are pictures waiting to be painted. You are stories waiting to be discovered. So much potential but you�re just not there yet Are you scared? Of me? Maybe. Never told you I loved you-- not once, not twice, not ever-- But love is on the tip of my tongue every moment, And every moment I have to try to forget you. I don�t know how to let this go. Kind of wondering about love now� Is it the universe, Is it you, Or is it love That is so cruel So bloody, bitter, deceitful, stubborn, uncertain� Cloud light, cloud bright, Protect me while it�s not yet night. Save me from the sun. I am the moon. charming little bastard, isn�t he. |
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