1 year ago 1 note
i will make sure to keep my distance (say i love you when you’re not listening)
It’s an acoustic guitar, pumpkin soup kind of evening. Let’s listen to Jason Robert Brown, pluck away at the ukelele and hum under our breaths that we can see in this cool, early June evening. Is that alright with you?
There was a thunderstorm, early yesterday morning. I was awake - I’m having trouble sleeping, with the lights so low and the rustling of leaves, or furnaces, that sound (apparently) extraordinarily like footsteps up the staircase.
Take direction. Call the dentist. Pick up your cowboy boots.
It’s the wrong time (wrong place) - how long can we keep this up? (Stealing from simple pop songs, it’s not my style.)