IceGalaxy

hello.
you don't know me. 
you probably will never know me.
but i have some things that i want to say
and i want you to listen to me. our
time is running out and
we will soon be stranded
thinking of the past

give me the sun-
i dont care if i get burned.
give me the wind-
i dont care if my hair gets tossed around.
give me the clear skies-
i dont care if they're clouded.
give me the oceans-
i dont care if the salt stings my lips.

She dances in wheat fields 
where the sun shines the brightest,
her brown hair nearly caramel in the light,
eyes sparkling, full of understanding,
her body moves with the freedom of the wind,

to know how much you mean
to someone else
to know how you make them feel
to know it's just you
to know you didn't change for them
and they still want you
to know they'll love you in your worst moments
to be wanted

some of us aren't okay
because people have hurt us.
some of us aren't okay
because we try to help everyone else.
some of us
are just simply not okay.

we think we're 
broken.
we think we're 
failures. 

i fell in love with you
on a friday. you
had just flown back from
florida the previous day and
came to see me play guitar
on a stage where
the colors are the brightest
and give us both migranes.