it may be the wrong path,

but at least i'm moving on.

the tears dropped like snowflakes fell,
each one an intricately crafted story of its own,
no two alike.

all tears are beautiful.


sad, but beautiful.

iwannaholdyourhand

number9dream


I would die to hold your hand.

I would die if you slapped my hand away.

I would die if you wanted me to take it and I never realised.