Bright eyes

And those bright eyes of yours can only meet mine across a room filled with people that are less important than you. 

Melodies

        ((The road home))

                  

Notes and melodies. 

The kinds of things it makes you feel. 

It just drifts through you, and understands you.

 It breathes with you but suffocates you by midnight. 

Because it makes you love more, love the people more and every other thing you see.

You become a better lover. 

And soon after time traveling with you to places you have always known to be true. 

And suddenly things fall back in place. 

The solace that runs through you. 

The sunset that forms in your eyes. 

So Alive ; Oh, that feeling. 

The kinds of things it makes you feel.

xx,

A.T.

18/2/16

 

Brickwalls

Brickwalls

(( Happy days ))

xx