I’ve crossed the divide, stepped out of safety.
The world spins faster now.
I time my every word.
Loathing finally takes it’s toll.
What if all the things you loved died before the rising sun?
Would you really let them disappear?
True romances come and leave.
Oh, so the story reads.
This is loss. I was a drizzle.
She was a tempest, a hurricane.
I’m overwhelmed, exhausted, but oh... so content!
This place was beautiful.
My world derailed, flames broke the twilight.
This place was beautiful.
Luck is for suckers, so she said.
She knew it all along.
My world spins slower now.
Time is nothing.
I brought out the worst in her, she brought out the best in me.
What if all the things you loved died before the rising sun?
Would you really let them disappear?
True romances come and leave.
Oh, so the story reads. This is loss. I was a drizzle.
She was a tempest, a hurricane.
I’m overwhelmed, exhausted, but oh... so content!
Goodbye, Alaska.