"i'll like a drop of rainwater refracting light...
and a dash of illumination across the endless dark too."

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

done expecting.
done hoping.

something or nothing.
things are fine like that.

in fact, perhaps things have never been not like that.

for if she is not your reason to be brave,
then you are not her reason to jump.

and she knows that she'll never find that brave dreamer.

so, from your quietness she'll ride away with the winds.
and like the washed-away shoe prints, sink into the sand.

perhaps, things have always meant to be this way.

so if this is what simplicity is, she'll take it.
she'll gladly take it.

because its all or none,
because she's fine on her own,
and because she'll always stay a dreamer for love.