Eblinn (Belgium) published:
your childhood is a summer and smells like the sun shining through the doorcrack,
like the dust dancing in your room.
it was so peaceful there, you think now.
inside, you feel your heart widening, growing, swelling - you wrap it around your stomach and let your hands trace the drops of tears falling on your pillow.
you're aching. in the most peaceful and possible way, you're in so much pain you would sell your soul for those fleeting childhood...
3 days ago