Beneath the chandelier of stars and atmosphere
tangled like the roots on the ground
The windows open up
the wind is blowing but we're both not making a sound
It's like I'm melting on into you
Give me a reason why we should ever move
And tell me,
you'll never leave me
that I'm not crazy,
and this is really happening
Could this be better
you write me letters though you see me everyday
You tend to treat me like my name is up in lights
it really blows me away.
Memories like photographs...
~ ^^ here we are.
So tell me you'll never leave me
and I'm not crazy
and this is really happening.. (:
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