Such delicate skeletons, with fragile hearts

I find myself wandering away from the sunrise in your eyes. Your fragile fingers slither into my hands like a guilty puppy with it’s tale between it’s legs. As if your hands are trying to be forgiven for the way they are entangled into mine. The orange sun beats down instantly colouring my skin a painted red. Blue of your eyes seems to waver, tiny waves beneath such bewildered eyes. I turn my face away out towards the crashing sounds of the waves against the sandy shore. Endless sounds around me seem to fade with each step I take towards the growing waves. Blue and greens join each other, mirroring the incandescent sunrise slipping between the clouds.

(Source: shutteringbreaths)

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