i'm listening: in rainbows. i'm the happiness.

I see your shoes in my dreams. this is her movie so move your ass out of shot. This is a journey, this is a map of my head and here are many-many rotten apples.
With every new day you are getting clearer. It’s a pleasure for me to look at you.

There is no people, but a cat. And in it’s sleep it looks like a rocket. I don’t know, in your sleep you look like a solar eclipse. I speak to myself, no to a steam in my bathroom.

scribbling down the words
to a favourite song by her favourite band
she hopes someone will read them
and maybe they'll understand how it feels
to care so much it hurts!
to fight so hard you shake!
to love so intensely that it scares you
to build so much that something breaks
she knows that she's not the only one
but sometimes it sure feels that way
in a little college town in ohio
so there's a song that she sings every day.

(c).