kiss me goodnight

to kiss me goodnight is to kiss me goodmorning,

because you my dear, are my sun.

who is this?

photograph by aaron caven




a monster,
a reflection
of a girl i once knew.
shattered,
crumpled
pieces of who i used to be.

windblown

toss my hair

into the air.

lets get lost

in a forest of thoughts.

"whisper me- all your secrets"

Just your shadows touch

Makes me feel alive

Reset your eyes

Erase your mind

Whisper me

All your secrets

Let's run into the pourin' rain

To feel that we're alive again

-th

the frame of all looking glasses

"there's no lifeguard in the gene pool."

probably the best interpretation of through the looking glass yet so far in all my months and years of dedication to finding the perfect one.

maybe this is it.

well done.

look, its you.

glass box.

trapped within a solid glass box

suffocating slowly.

dearest pandora,

open the lid,

free me

fearlessly.

i'm not so bad, i promise.

just open it.