i looked across the railtracks and saw a hundred stories
slow down and breathe
murder on the orient express
we were under the same sky, at least
the feeling that you’re finally home
you can’t control the waves but you can learn to surf
im unsure if i get to call you lucky for not having experienced what im going through. happiness bring heights, sadness bring depth. it sucks that im currently in this void, but happier days seem more vibrant now.. yknow?