Everyone knows your secrets. The birds, the trees...
The wind carried my whispers far and wide, and
now there isn't a soul who isn't aware of your character.
The forest itself is alive with chatter, and they speak
only of your distance, of your inability to love.
Your shadow is the only part of you I am close with.
Your shadow is the only part I can catch up to.
2 comments:
ahh lovely
Looks beautiful! I wish I could be there right now..
x
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