Light Hair and Eyes Full of Soul
I want to see you around
I want to unintentionally find you this summer and stumble into deep conversation about feelings, art and the human condition
I want contact- to hug you
I may be a frail little apparition with pale eyes and a stomach full of pills but I am here
You are an amalgamation of virtues and I am human
But you- all of you-
Are who I cling to, lest I fall into the pit of insanity and lonesomeness
Which I barely just dug my claws into and climbed out of