A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.
MOOMERA tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.
MOOMERHe could only give her a world in black and white. And all she wanted was a life of color.
MOOMERI fell like the rain on a perfectly sunny afternoon. It rushed over me out of nowhere. It opened up the skies.
MOOMERAnd some days, all she needs is to lay beneath the crescent moon and let the earth hold her.
MOOMERIts okay to have high standards. You deserve exactly what you want.
MOOMERSometimes its easier to focus on the pain you’ve felt. Instead, think of the strength you’ve gained.
MOOMERThere is something poetic about the way she floats when she walks now.
MOOMERWhat a miracle it is, that she never strayed from that light, that she always knew she would reach.
MOOMERI finally found the peace of mind, that let me erase that piece of time.
MOOMERHe was fire that crippled my bones. And you were the one who showed up out of nowhere, and carried me home.
MOOMERI’m afraid to let lightening strike me, but I think you and I could be the perfect storm.
MOOMERJump. See whose at the bottom when you land on your feet.
MOOMERShe stopped letting him clip her wings, and slowly made her way towards the sun.
MOOMERThere are things that I don’t say out loud. And so they just live in the roots of my soul.
MOOMERYou were the type of person who would put bandaid over a knife wound, and casually as if I was okay.
MOOMERI knew he could be my North Star when he made me feel something after being numb for so long.
MOOMER