Even If It Causes My Own Feet to Bleed
Slight warning: You’re about to dive into the head of an unhinged mind. If I had known that immortalizing a moment would be this hard, I might've thrown my pen and run away. I'd rather freeze time and give the sky a medal for shining so bright. As if it has blessed, celebrated, and held a cocktail party for us. I'd rather tear down the walls and build bookshelves, because our story deserves to be written and exhibited as well. If I had known that immortalizing a moment would be this hard, I would've stared at you longer, listened to you deeper, and laughed with you louder. I would've talked slower and thought faster. I would've grinned wider and walked straighter. I would’ve appeared wiser and made you comfortable. I would’ve let my guards down and unmask my cautious frown. If I had known that immortalizing a moment would be this hard, I would’ve sharpen all my senses. I could almost still smell your perfume. It has been imprinted somewhere in the back of my
