Lay me down on a bed of wildflowers, and do with me what you’ve been aching to . . all this time 💞
The little boy had one wish, and sat there with it in his eyes for all eternity ✨
Where do whispered wishes go . . as they sail off on the wind, without form or direction; do you hear them crying out?
I remember the first time I saw your smile . . it was the light that guided me home. ✨💕
Curious, playful, yet ancient and understanding
something in her eyes so beautifully haunting,
the memory alone makes my bones shiver still . .
at the same time, bringing my heart comfort and warmth, like coming home
What I wouldn’t give to see her again,
To gaze into her eyes, and have our souls reunite and dance underneath the stars 🌌
She was a passionate girl, full of life, who became crumpled up, covered in dust.