I will always remember you. And the way I bloomed. Not with you, but after you.
MOOMERI will always remember you. And the way I bloomed. Not with you, but after you.
MOOMERTime heals what you allow it to.
MOOMERAnd I’m just trying to find someone worthy enough to set my heart on fire.
MOOMERYou were the type of person who would put bandaid over a knife wound, and casually as if I was okay.
MOOMERWhen you’d hurt, I’d rush to your side. When I’d hurt, you’d hide.
MOOMERI watched him make wishes on shooting stars and dandelions, while I stood there never knowing if I was enough.
MOOMERNever forget what broke you. And never forget how you put yourself back together.
MOOMERI hope hearing my name makes you break. Not all at once, but little by little.
MOOMERThe only thing setting her off, are the fireworks he put inside of her soul.
MOOMERIf only he would look at me. Look at me the way I look at poetry.
MOOMERIt was then, sitting there, that I looked over him, and realized there was more.
MOOMERWhat a miracle it is, that she never strayed from that light, that she always knew she would reach.
MOOMERI closed a lot of doors, that used to be wide open. Bolted them shut so you couldn’t break them down again.
MOOMERIts okay to have high standards. You deserve exactly what you want.
MOOMERThere is something poetic about the way she floats when she walks now.
MOOMERJump. See whose at the bottom when you land on your feet.
MOOMER