March 10, 2010
trip
If I could take a trip,
It would be anywhere near you.
If I could be the world,
you'd be my gravity.
You pull me under,
with my rose coloured glasses,
you pull me under,
no matter.
It was from the start,
You're becoming my something else.
You're becoming my one & only,
you are my one & only.
words by p.
images via weheartit
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