Quote by awakeningthe_writer

“Nothing stays I’ve come to understand that even my slightest breath escapes- flying between leaves nothing stays this will end in piles of smoke with all my tears swimming on the floor they are so delicate like a flower can they swim? will they survive? like wet paint that never gets to dry so your footprints fade washing our memories away don’t be sad I’ve heard we were one of the lucky ones that’s how it is, now I, alone, writing poetry painting your face inside my mind and you happy with someone else in some unknown place maybe it was not our time maybe it never was maybe we gave all we had maybe we hid more maybe nothing's supposed to stay maybe all you were to do was to make me into a poet.”

Quote by awakeningthe_writer