Her eyes, indigo. Open honest and there is always a hint of curiosity – present.
JEROENHer eyes, indigo. Open honest and there is always a hint of curiosity – present.
JEROENI still come here it somehow comforts me – to miss you.
JEROENOne can easily make the mistake to lose yourself – incompletely.
JEROENEmpty. Like a vase without flowers – it felt.
JEROENQuite literally she had time on hand, while staring at the lines in her skin. – Sketches of a maze.
JEROENTo me it’s the sadness of ‘almost’ and it’s the sadness that’s almost present. – lantern.
JEROENWishing, if only she’d care – less.
JEROENCarry these pages. Till one day they compliment the tale. – the chapter.
JEROENThe depth to her sea proved to be stronger than any mans current.
JEROENFor the souls who slightly push our universes towards a new perspective. – Gratitude.
JEROENAnd so she remained a mystery, something to dream about on rainy days staring at the dark holly clouds passing by. – in a bed of flowers.
JEROENWhen she holds me close to her chest – her heart speaks to me.
JEROENThese nights in armor only wear us – down.
JEROENAvoidance. Probably the worst dance. – Complicated.
JEROENOur darkest days were probably infused by the patterns we once needed to protect ourselves. – burden.
JEROENI left nothing but love – behind.
JEROEN