Beautiful repetition
Like the well lit cracks in unrequited love
How quickly it all plays out
When the turn’s at hand and the coin about to flip face up in the fountain to mock you
Wishful thinking
It’s just a modern term for day dream
Sometimes the sea bleeds into the ocean
And time stands still in your eyes
But it’s all or nothing when the turn’s at hand
When the cards are flipped face up
Feelings flop and I fold
Like beautiful repetition
The well lit cracks in unrequited love
And if you look
deep into that crack right there to the left..
Do you see it?
Because it's right there, plain as day
Wondering what it is?
It is my complete and total recognition and understanding of exactly how this feels.
You, my dear, have a magical way with drawing emotion into art.
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr
:) (that's me blushing in a
:)
(that's me blushing in a laundry mat just in case you couldn't tell)
Much Love
Ashley