For youđ¤: Recent Episodes
Vixy
This tune was the last thing I played on the guitar. I added lyrics (shinpai shinaide, mata aimashou) meaning: be at ease, letâs meet again
My voice is giving up on me lol, Iâll sing the full version of it when you wake up, my Frosty.
If I could walk among the stars, I would leave a trail of my footprints to mark that Iâve been there. Just like that, I want to do the same for you, I want to exist in you forever. I want to plant a seed of belonging in that ocean heart of yours. I want the roots to secure every strand of your veins and intertwine with your bones. I want to protect your heart with the softest nest of leaves, so that one day your heart will bloom feelings that I planted.
Wanted to make you smile so I recorded another part of a song from your playlist...I have no idea what I was doing. Oh and Beware of earânvm. (; Enjoy!
I love you so much... you have no idea..kapow! (finish the song, Frost, I want moreeee)
Being with you makes me wonder things I normally donât wonder about. Its as if you were a tide thats constantly crashing against the shore of my mind, each time pulling me closer to your ocean heart. But how could I possibly not wonder? Especially after you admitted your feelings that day while you were half asleep. I said I was sorry during the call, because I was being selfish for wanting more of your gentle love...however, I still canât help but still think about these thoughts that are swimming in my mind. Thoughts such as: If I blindfolded you and asked you to explore the parts of me with your fingertips, would you memorize the labyrinth of my body with just a touch? If one day you were tying my hair, would you plant your gentle kisses on the nape of my neck? (How about we just crazily make out?) Look at what youâve done... One day, Iâll make you melt in my warmth as a punishment for making me this way. Oh right... have you ever heard the story of the pale moon that desperately fell in love with the golden sun? Well, I heard he would disappear every morning to secretly witness her glorification, leaving the stars in deep jealousy. Though the moon desires the touch of his golden sun, he is afraid to melt in her arms because he knows he wonât be able to ever let go of her once he gets a taste of her. Lovely story, right? But no matter how romantic love stories may be, ours will always be my favorite love story.