Tuesday

Clover Field full of LOVE.

If you can’t find love in anything, you’re looking in all the wrong places.
Side streets travel at the speed of light, between unknown callers and chewing gum.
Headlights don’t look like headlights anymore and I lost my only key.
If your eyes can’t see the sunshine only darkness lives within.
I can’t understand why you feel this way towards my soul; dead.
I’ve done nothing but give you love and support your mad ideas.
Pencils with no erasers, how am I supposed to fix my mistakes.
Mistakes I’ve made in life and also on paper, I’m not perfect and I know that.
Wind that blows between my hair and neck, it reminds me of you. 
The shape of the words that come out of your mouth make me fall in love again.

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