when im dead and gone i’ll be the cooling breeze blowing through your hair, i’ll be the broken bottle next to your bed and i’ll be the wine on the floor slipping through the cracks, searching for an escape i’ll be the rose in a black vase standing in your living room standing lonely, resting in the moonlight while my leaves are dying slowly’ #oldnotebook #2014 #forgottennotes https://www.instagram.com/p/B47h49Jpakx/?igshid=1ou9gof3a6yif















