“Pull blinds, shut eyes”. Let’s just lay here really still and talk in silence,
words are whispers and unfishined thoughts smothered in pillows and sweet nothings.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay crystal clear. Quoting songs seems easier, they sound so much better than I do.
I’ll send you notes in shapes of melodies and mean every single note.
Do you remember what’s yet to come?
Pull blinds, shut eyes…if we could close them and know by touch what’s laying there beside us (an ode to warmth, safety and the smell of your skin on mine)
Let’s just lay here really still and share the air we breathe.
#12.
