
I cut my fingers on a broken picture frame
The welling up waxes and wanes. It’s not fair and it hasn’t been
All my friends are living saints. Been killing me for weeks
A garden weed that cracks concrete. It hasn’t been fair for long
Growing up isn’t moving on.
Do you miss our broken reason or the nights spent treating
Troubles and normalcy to bottles and comedies?
You forgot your necklace upstairs on purpose
It was you golden ticket scam and it always made us laugh
Do you see me as your acquaintance, your death by time, age and long
distance?
Broken picture frames
The welling up waxes and wanes. It’s not fair and it hasn’t been
All my friends are living saints. Been killing me for weeks
A garden weed that cracks concrete. It hasn’t been fair for long
Growing up isn’t moving on
All my friends are living saints
Broken still but never breaking ties
I never pictured this, disperse in fall and don’t reminisce
See it’s just not fair, not everyone moved on
You know, sometimes all you need is twenty seconds of insane courage. Just literally twenty seconds of just embarrassing bravery. And I promise you, something great will come of it.

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Stonehands // Balance and Composure
Sometimes I swear that I see
Know that I’m here for you always
Ghosts of you and me
Wasted it all on me
Wondering is the worst. Absolute worst.
(Source: crystalvisionsx)
And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair
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