Not just beautiful, though--the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me.
You haunt my days and dreams.
I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past, present and future were all the same thing.
Maybe we're just falling stars, we once danced in the same skyline looking down at the world. And we've fallen like all others, from near and far, we've gathered together, but separated by time and sp...
Your personal truth is your gift to the world.
All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide;but a hidden star can still be smiling at night's black spell on darkness, beguiling
In presence of the Moon nobody sees stars.
If ever I was running, it was towards you.
How I miss wandering around with old souls, Aimlessly moving from one place to anotherHow I miss all our dreams and our goalsAnd how we've lost ourselves to find each otherSeems like a playful game of...
In the end, it all comes down to the Blood...
Maybe 'Okay' will be our 'always'...