repost: and i.

and i will be okay.
for the sun, the moon and the stars were mine
before they were ever ours.

stained.

we are

both

stained

with pasts

that

you

would rather

forget.

why not

accept

us.

instead.

(not) a fairytale.

i want to write of you.

and of me.

of us.

(us)

 

but i would rather we live.

than only exist (in a fairytale)