a turning heart

i myself am made entirely out of flaws stitched together with good intentions

onnnn to the next one

You are the hole in my head 
You are the space in my bed 
You are the silence in between 
What I thought and what I said 
You are the night time fear 
You are the morning when it’s clear 
When it’s over, you will start 
You’re my head, you’re my heart 
A revelation in the light of day 
You can’t choose what stays and what fades away