That fire of its own, thirsty for every inches of space in my Heart ❤️, spent its hope watching airplanes take off, the airplane were dreams and I had dozens of them settled between commas, waiting to be struck off a list of my printed passion.
Between countless tormenting silences, I realize I was a sundered soul, settled like a hurt hostage, between your commas of convenience.
You colored me broken 😔 but broken heart 💔 have their strength too.... and the burn 🔥..... and that fire with an eternal life of its own patients.
The scar from my journey won’t ever allow me to be anything other than a full stop 🛑
That fire of its own, thirsty for every inches of space in my Heart ❤️, spent its hope watching airplanes take off, the airplane were dreams and I had dozens of them settled between commas, waiting to be struck off a list of my printed passion.
Between countless tormenting silences, I realize I was a sundered soul, settled like a hurt hostage, between your commas of convenience.
You colored me broken 😔 but broken heart 💔 have their strength too.... and the burn 🔥..... and that fire with an eternal life of its own patients.
The scar from my journey won’t ever allow me to be anything other than a full stop 🛑