Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNDon’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNLet’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt takes effort to make it to forever.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNAugust died but summer lived on with your kiss.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNThe way she danced through life was poetry.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNGive me love like summer rain.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNThis wild heart beats restlessness.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNNight time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI search for summer in every corner of september.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWith each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNSilent lips speak the deepest truths.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNA lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNThe open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANN