darling, were meant to b (1/1)

“I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.”

― Edgar Allan PoeYou. Me.darling, we're meant to be. This is you and me;we are the word-imprinted pages, the ink on stained paper, the clicks on the 'board.(the silent goodnight's).This is you and me;we're monochromatic shades,and society shuns us(because we're also bloody rainbows).This is you and me;you're orange blood on a Saturday morning,and I'm the dusk of a dead Monday(God, you know you're beautiful, right).This is you and me;we're destructive little poems,and floaty words we don't understand (thousands of them).This is you and me;we're the eyes on every wall a