things that fall apart2:36, new york city, i canthings that fall apart by RoseScarlet
looking out your window,
watching the cars pass by instead of the waves, and
something isn't right, because there's ocean in your blood and
i anchor you.
you still believe in the girl i used to be, but
she's been gone longer than this white sky summer.
she's gone, she's gone.don't tell a broken girl withshe's gone, she's gone. by RoseScarlet
grief pouring into the juts of her cheekbones,
hunger suffocating into the curves of her ribs,
that her eyes are made
and her hair was weaved from
sunshine when you are
light years away and millennia too late