They say there were birds who used to soar through the skies like planes.It seems strange that a small animal could achieve anything as complex as human engineering, but the possibility is too enticing to ignore.
Raindrops are my only reminder that clouds have a heartbeat. That I have one, too.
My words wear no parachutes as they fall out of my mouth.
And some days I wonder why I insist on keeping myself alive.
Books are easily destroyed. But words will live as long as people can remember them.
Girls are always talking about electricity in their romance, but none are too happy to actually be electrocuted, apparently. Bloody confusing, is what it is.