| I'll get to this eventually. |
Lone ManA lone man walking the streets in the rain. The pitter-patter of the rain on his back tells a story. A story about the strings in his heart and how he pulled one too hard. Every heart has these strings, balled up in a knot full of color. The man pulled at these strings daily, testing their durability. Checking to see how far each could be pulled before the knot wouldn't give any more. He pulled the deep blue string a little too tight, now it is broken and he feels sorrow every day. So the man searches the streets looking for someone, someone who can fix his heart and pull the yellow string to bring hiLone Man
Eternity
The Hand
| I'll get to this eventually. |
I can most likely come over to your house on Saturday !!!
...
Unless I do something to ground myself...(again)
Feel free to note me if you have any questions. <3
--
head pillowed on my arm
such affection for myself
and this smoky moon
- Yosa Buson
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