Sarah McClure

thefifthjohn:

I wish I was a stranger,

I wish we’d never met.

The shadow of a neighbor,

A mars black silhouette.

A figment of a vision,

Of washed out daffodils,

A dreamed hallucination,

A moment fate did kill.

I wish I hadn’t met you,

I wish we’d never spoke,

My body frozen…

Maybe in some other lifetime, or somewhere down the road we might meet up at the right time..

—G-Eazy (via delosreyesc)