legend has it

i keep thinking of trees and what they stand for. and think of roads in circles. dancing round your city lights.
ot takes a lot to let them go but who am i to know when all i remember is when their name pops up, occasionally.
do you know what it feels like to feel so tall and stand up and realise the limit of your height?
i guess that's how Alice feels, only much more severe than originally thought. when you walk with all the grace of the world.
do you know what it feels like to feel a cup is much smaller than it should be, like you're just not acting well enough?
i still miss you though i never ever want to admit that.



oh you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet and hold the earth in place