i cant believe this got notes like do you guys have any idea how many tries it took to draw that freaking bird
Somewhere in my subconscious mind we’re still circling around the playground down the road from your parent’s house, resting on the play equipment, still conversing. With our matching combat boots and ridiculous jackets. I still wish I could tell you things like the fact that the other day when my body felt heavy I coincidentally sat in the spot you used to put out cigarettes only to find blue flowers growing in that exact space.
Dear friend, I do not know how to tell people that what seems dead still grows inside of me like a garden that I should trim except I can’t bring myself to cut a single stem.