This story is about love
The woman I loved is dead

There was a boy.
A very strange enchanted boy.
They say he wondered very far, very far, over land and sea.
A little shy, and sad of eye
But very wise was he.
And then one day
One magic day he passed my way.
And while we spoke of many things
Fools and kings
This he said to me:

The greatest thing
You’ll ever learn
Is just to love
And be loved in return.

1:27 am  •  24 August 2014  •  2 notes

Curiosity becomes a heavy load
Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold
Curiosity becomes a heavy load
Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold

12:05 am  •  31 July 2014
12:31 am  •  29 July 2014  •  1 note