Many moons

Many moons ago

Many moons

Many moons ago

Many moons

Many moons ago

Many moons

Many moons ago

Dream…

I had a dream

I dreamt that it was only you and me

So

And so it seemed

That when I cried

You’d hold me close

Look into my eyes

And whisper softly

I know today is hard

Tomorrow we will get up and fight

But for now I wanna hold you tight

And love you through the darkness of the nigh...

It can be eerie

It can be peaceful

It can be melancholy

It can be reflective

It can be awkward

It can be powerful

But most of all

It can be still

A dark place where the only sound is your own heartbeat and silent shadows seem to jump out at you

A moment of respite after a long day of interacting with people when you can deliberately bask in the hush and clear your mind

A sense of aloneness in a ...

I see you and I think

You’re not beautiful

Not beautiful because of how you look

Not beautiful because I or anyone else says so

Not beautiful because of your body

Not beautiful because of what you wear

Not beautiful because you have money

Not beautiful because people like you

Not beautiful because you’re smart

Not beautiful because of where you’re from

You’re beautiful because you’re one in eigh...

Las estrellas no solamente son luces en el cielo

Las estrellas son luces en nuestros corazones

Las estrellas son los sueños de nuestros antepasados

Para cada sueña que nace

Un punto nuevo de luz aparece

Yo sé que en realidad son esferas del fuego muy lejos

Pero no vamos a conocer una durante nuestras vidas

Entonces podemos permitir que viven en nuestras mentes

Como algo espectacular, algo que c...

If wishes fell like rain

Then certainly I was a storm

I gave you what you wanted

And kept your heart warm

I thundered with affection

And washed your insecurities away

Only when I rained

Did you tell me you felt okay

I would have rained forever

If I were more than just a cloud

I would be holding you tight

And thundering loud

But a tempest is a thing

That needs wind to abide

My dear, you made...

“Petrichor.”

“Huh?”

“That’s the smell you’re describing—petrichor.”

Cecil blinked. “I didn’t know there was a word for it. That’s such a specific scent.”

“I get curious about random things sometimes, so one day when it had that damp smell I wanted to describe it better and I looked up some rainy day words and found the word petrichor.”

James smiled silently. He wasn’t sure if his friends...

Today, I’m a blanket.

Feeling spread thin.

There are so many people stumbling around beneath me,

I don’t know where to begin.

It’s a rather foggy existence—

Living as a cloud.

So today I’m feeling gloomy

and giving this place a shroud.

It’s not that I don’t like them,

the people in this place.

I’m just often disappointed

when I meet them face-to-face.

I know they’re just people,

the same as y...