November 2009
30 posts
And the clock still strikes midnight and noon And the sun still rises and so does the moon Birds still migrate south and people move on Even though I’m no longer in your arms Thought the mountain would crumble And the rivers would bend But I thought all wrong and the world did not end Guess the maps will just have to stay the same for a while
Dear tumblr,
I’m sorry I haven’t been playing with you lately.
I will change that.
Love,
k