Gracious Words.: graciouswords: My heart speaks in... →
graciouswords: My heart speaks in a foreign tongue a castaway upon my shore knowing that it doesn’t belong it waits and waits and waits. It’s scars spell out an S.O.S but still the fire burns, a shadow of it’s former self; more smoke than flame, it’s insecurities masked by the kissed curls…
Of everything I have seen, it’s you I want to go on seeing: of everything I’ve...