let me emphasize

"I die a Queen but would rather have died the wife of Culpepper"

-Katherine Howard

found a match to light the fuse

this old flame is beginning to burn when i listen to bon iver and bee hives separating myself from things past i'm interested in rekindling a romance that won't leave me with empty hands, black and white will lace my fingertips pulling melodies out of the universe bringing me to the pinnacle of evolution expression emotion something that i never gave up because you couldn't possibly understand with such a cold heart the ecstasy dripping from each note. now i feel closer to who i was and who i will become with the help of metal strings, a metronome and a boy that can sing. floating through fields of red poppy flowers and lavender breeze where the clouds admire the earth they swing low almost within reach the words scroll through my head and commit to memory replacing far less lovely things. this seed i once sowed is now ready to grow carrying a familiar tune of excitement for original sounds that paint images of new dreams. absence makes the heart grow fonder i miss my music box and i'm grateful to be consumed by something finally worth my time.

benedict

adding insult to injury

how can you sleep?

cinderella

why didn't you pick up my bags?

possibly maybe...probably, no

I keep wondering when my luck is going to run out, now I love the tune of this new company but its something almost too familiar that makes me weary and makes me want you that much more and somehow I think you might be the only person in this world that could possibly know yet I hardly know you. i keep telling myself that this time I am older and I won't be as careless. everything becomes more and more tenuous as we grow older and as we move our separate ways how are people supposed to come together? yet somehow I met you amongst fountains and monuments and my godmother tells me there are no coincidences and I desperately want to believe her because then maybe we could both sleep peacefully or I could stay awake and keep you company through your insomnia and you could wait for me to come home. I can't believe you are so amused by my most ridiculous indulgences or that I actually believe any of this is a possibility. I am wildly optimistic constantly finding myself in trouble when things come crashing down like they were always meant to.

you say gravity is heavier in this city but maybe it was gravity that brought me here...

jenga

how can you lament the loss of something that was never yours?

this time

climbing through castles thousands of miles away thousands of years old without regard for the floating straw from across the ocean that broke the camels back. because the camel doesnt give a shit anymore and he'd rather be broken than fighting sandstorms for someone else who's too weak to cross the desert on their own.

romance has new meaning in an old country. i'm loving the final words of King Henry VIII's fifth wife, Katherine Howard, upon the scaffold..."I die a Queen, but I would rather have died the wife of Culpepper."