imagine in your mind a boy short, sweet and kind
who loved you no matter what
that when the world turned against you, and the bullies pointed fingers to hush, he held your hand and smiled
imagine this boy is not perfect
he is quiet from the depths of his soul, swallowing the waves of emotions that are hidden within him so he won't drown, that the only words you will hear reach his lips are the faint sounds of hellos' to the close friends who call him quiet who ignore the gasping noises from below.
Fathom that this boy dates a girl who wishes upon stars to stop pouring out everything she ingests as wrong. that her words are her powers, and her voices scream upon each minute to release the choices of a soul too soft for our letters.
let the pictures compose in your mind the symphony of the words transpired between them, like the silence of the trees after a storm meeting the sunshine casted between cloudless windows.
Now,
imagine this boy had other plans, and all his strings had broke, that with new notes, there soon came a day where symphonies couldn't even be wrote.
a muted noise so loud, the deaf could feel it's sounds of a pain no one should know.
the nature of love itself, forever would be changed for them both.
so imagine a girl so free in the world with all her thoughts and opinions, caged in a silent room to remind her of him all day,
still hearing muffled screams, born to die because of a broken fate
create the moments and songs again that she forgot when she cried, play the notes again that left when silence died.
who loved you no matter what
that when the world turned against you, and the bullies pointed fingers to hush, he held your hand and smiled
imagine this boy is not perfect
he is quiet from the depths of his soul, swallowing the waves of emotions that are hidden within him so he won't drown, that the only words you will hear reach his lips are the faint sounds of hellos' to the close friends who call him quiet who ignore the gasping noises from below.
Fathom that this boy dates a girl who wishes upon stars to stop pouring out everything she ingests as wrong. that her words are her powers, and her voices scream upon each minute to release the choices of a soul too soft for our letters.
let the pictures compose in your mind the symphony of the words transpired between them, like the silence of the trees after a storm meeting the sunshine casted between cloudless windows.
Now,
imagine this boy had other plans, and all his strings had broke, that with new notes, there soon came a day where symphonies couldn't even be wrote.
a muted noise so loud, the deaf could feel it's sounds of a pain no one should know.
the nature of love itself, forever would be changed for them both.
so imagine a girl so free in the world with all her thoughts and opinions, caged in a silent room to remind her of him all day,
still hearing muffled screams, born to die because of a broken fate
create the moments and songs again that she forgot when she cried, play the notes again that left when silence died.
