Let's hold your poems
Inside a broken bottle
Let's play happiness
With or without each other
I will hold your hand
Until you wish to let go

Young, free, 19. Loves to dance in the rain, sing her heart out, draw clouds and stars, paint colors out of the lines and onto herself, read literate and illiterate stories. Her heart is as big as her imagination. Her words say who she really is. Shes in love with love and will never fall out of it.