Of Clear Skies & Still Waters - La Rochelle

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It was about catching butterflies under summer skies...


Some are born with broken hearts, and some are born with no heart at all. And how tragic it must be when the brokenhearted meets that empty space and whispers, “Here, take mine. I’ve never had much use for it anyway."


Falling in love...With cities you've never been to and people you've never met.


Are you like me? Do you live with the dial turned up at full volume? Can you taste the salt of the sea when you're miles inland and the ocean feels like a fractured memory?


And all the roads that lead you there were winding; and all the lights that light the way are blinding. There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how. Because maybe; you're gonna be the one that saves me...


The compass you've always longed for. The anchor you've always deserved.


And now the purple dusk of twilight time...


Designer skyline in my head; abstract and still well-read...You went, from numbered lines to buildings overhead.


For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), it's always ourselves we find in the sea...

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