Painter’s Palette
You can give me the tiniest bit of yourself and I can color my entire world with it.
Paradox
You are the first raindrop presaging a dark storm of nothing but trouble. You sparkle more brilliantly than thousand suns and all the stars combined. The calm I get restless with The chaos I want to get lost in. You…
Constant
When the moon is at its brightest, we’re not together to cherish. When it is at its darkest, we’re not together to mourn either. During the in-betweens, we’re not together just because. If you ask when I think about and…