High School

[cithara]

the sounds of new colours of which i see in my brain
projected against grains of my memories now

scattered

i see images of you
sounds tied with the memories of what and how it used to be.
how amazing and perfect everything seemed to me
and now it's broken and

shattered

Comments

[pureblackrose]

♥ ♥ ♥

[cithara]

get one googletalk wang