Don’t force yourself into crevices that are much too small for your big, wild heart.
J.S BROWNDon’t force yourself into crevices that are much too small for your big, wild heart.
J.S BROWNI can’t help myself but stare off into empty space I don’t know where else to search for you, And I miss you so much.
J.S BROWNI remain busy constantly on the move, For I just don’t like how I feel when I’m standing still.
J.S BROWNI love the idea of those Who sing in the car; Dance while they eat; Laugh at their own mistakes. I envy these people So in love with just existing.
J.S BROWNThe most important thing Is to get those words out you can fuss about Then re-write later.
J.S BROWNSometimes you have to chop off the dead ends so that you can continue To grow in a healthy direction.
J.S BROWNSeasons change, with my heart along for the ride.
J.S BROWNYou have the heart of a supernova the fire burns with such impenetrable heat, and don’t you ever let anyone try to extinguish the inferno you carry inside.
J.S BROWNI may be incapable of adding Any moments onto our lives, Nor taking back my mistakes. But I could never ponder subtracting even a minute from our lives together.
J.S BROWNSometimes the words call out to me often waking me from a dream, And other times – Leaving me stranded within one.
J.S BROWNYou’ve kept me locked inside Your darkness for so long.
J.S BROWNI’ve been trying to put the pieces of my puzzle back together but my hands are far too shaky to put my life in order.
J.S BROWNMaybe our story didn’t end the way we planned but, Neither did the beginning. Regardless, our story will remain as one of my fondest memories.
J.S BROWNI’m a little bit different And I can’t always admit it, But honestly I’m okay With sticking out. I might do things backwards – Without getting the facts first, But I need you to love me without a doubt.
J.S BROWNI couldn’t dream of loving you anymore than I already do, Yet every day I wake up so much more in love with you.
J.S BROWNThe moon screams, “You’re running out of time,” But perhaps tomorrow is only a new beginning.
J.S BROWN