you can’t choose what stays and what fades away

Beautiful Post 🙂

wildheart

You are the hole in my head, you are the space in my bed, you are the silence in between what I thought and what I said. You are the nighttime fear, you are the morning when it’s clear. When it’s over, you’ll start, you’re my head and you’re my heart.

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Florence Welch

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