racherose

faded eyes lead me to believing you were there brilliant words made into unreadable sentences is how you speak silent movements that grace the way you move doves that bring hope of spring entwined in snarled branches of despair caught in unending memories of you and I think logical or think with a heart either way, I can never tell you apart the world is ending the love is vanishing laced fingertips trace the details of a broken life like a broken faucet running undrinkable water