the moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
adding their breeze to the summer nights.
outside, water like air was great.
I didn’t know what I had that day.
walk a little farther to another plan.
you said that you did, but you didn’t understand.
(Source: pandorasmelodies, via lookatmysocks)
When I go to cross that river, she is comfort by my side.
When I try to understand, she just opens up her hands.
(Source: wrists, via rabioheab)