Sunday, October 13, 2013

florence said,

you are the hole in my head
you are the space in my bed
you are the silence in between what i thought
what i said.

you are the night-time fear
you are the morning when it's clear
when it's over you're the start,
you're my head,
you're my heart.


i think she's talking about you.

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