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could this be earth?

could this be light?

does this mean everything’s going to be alright?

one look out my window theres trees talking like people. 

i dreamt of storms, i dreamt of sound

i dreamt of gravity, keeping us around

i slept in the darkness it was lonely 

& it was silent.

& what is this love?

i don’t feel the same, i dont believe what this is could be given a name. 

i woke you were there tracing planets on my forehead…

but i’ll forget 23, like i’ll forget 17

& i’ll forget my first love like you’ll forget a daydream. 

& what of all my wild friends… and the times i’ve had with them?

we’ll all fade to grey soon on the tv station.