sometimes I pretend
you’re dead
just to keep you
from inside my head

sammiewei:

brewwell 1 year anniversary party ~ featuring an Instagram art gallery

from sammiewei
talk

you let it slip
right through your fingers
not knowing
exactly what you would lose

you ran out
of all the options
no more
choices to choose

how could you let
so much work
fall to the floor
and hit the dirt

although these consequences hurt
I hope there’s something you will learn

to talk
when you have something to say
to fix
the things that you break
to love
the people that you hate
to learn
from all of your mistakes

I put the pieces to the puzzle together
but I’m still missing my father
it’s hard to live
and be complete
when you start to forget
the people you meet

the things I want
aren’t the things I need
now is the time
to listen to me

wild

Riding around
In your little four door
You picked me up
From the front porch

You were in black
Your backwards cap
Your lonely gaze
On my lap
And we kept moving
You kept me moving

Don’t know where we are heading to
I don’t know where you’ll go
But anywhere I ride with you
Is a good way to roll

Don’t have destinations
Why count the miles?
Some things are better left unsaid
The fear is so wild
So wild
So wild

I see you
But you don’t see me back
That’s the problem with vision
We can’t understand

I live right between
your dream
And my blurry reality
Don’t tell me what it means
Because I know you’ll want to leave

Don’t know where we are heading to
I don’t know where you’ll go
But anywhere I ride with you
Is a good way to roll

Drive and drive and drive
Take me there
Ride and ride and ride
Until I’m not scared
The smell of gasoline
Filling the air
playing with fire
in your stare

Don’t know where we are heading to
I don’t know where you’ll go
But anywhere I ride with you
Is a good way to roll

Don’t have destinations
Why count the miles?
Some things are better left unsaid
I fear your denial
So wild
So wild