unplannedpoetry:“The evening breeze wasn’t good enough for me, because it doesn’t quite feel like he
unplannedpoetry:“The evening breeze wasn’t good enough for me, because it doesn’t quite feel like her breath on my cheeks. The curve of the wheel almost feels like the shape of her hips, and I hold it tighter. If only her fingers would tangle my hair again instead of the wind. She was more than the sun could offer, so I’ll dive deeper. I just couldn’t follow the map anymore. I’m sorry I’m so lost.” -unplannedpoetry -- source link