...and we take what we can get.
I'm Callie.
God. Art. Writing. Twenty One Pilots. Indie Folk. Just music in general. Reading good books (John Green). Basketball. Being short. Love at the wrong time. Brokenness. Grief. Trying to understand things that I cannot control or change. My blog is filled of wonderful people and things to me. Enjoy. And get to know me or whatever. Go ahead, ask me something.
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I’m going down to sleep on the bottom of the ocean, because I couldn’t let go when the water hit the setting sun.
I don’t know if I even looked into your eyes.
Not just looked at you, but really looked into your eyes.
The way that I used to look.
But I can still tell you they’re blue
and
I can still tell you how I felt.
I might try to forget.
I might try to stay away.
but in the end I’ll come back.
If I look at you,
Really look you in the eyes,
Then I’ll stay.
I don’t even know if I looked you in the eyes.
But I know that mine were closed.
and
I know that I didn’t have the chance
To look into your eyes
Through the dark.
How do you know when to let that go?
