Some of the most beautiful people in this world are the ones who breathe in the perfection of their imperfections, like the sweet smell of summer. The ones who dance on their own heartaches to the beats of their favorite songs. The ones who charisten the day with a cigarette and a bowl of mac&cheese.
I would know...For I myself have spent many nights with them; watching the smoke twist off their Newport tips. Sharing laughs with them- some of the most messed up yet treasured people in my life. And they really are the secret treasure of my life. I have to hide them, keep them safe. If from nothing else except the light of what strangers see them as. For to me, they are no waste of breath. No time not well spent. They are more precious than water. And I think- if given the chance- we could live off of each other by exchanging nothing but our own breaths.
I would know...For I myself have spent many nights with them; watching the smoke twist off their Newport tips. Sharing laughs with them- some of the most messed up yet treasured people in my life. And they really are the secret treasure of my life. I have to hide them, keep them safe. If from nothing else except the light of what strangers see them as. For to me, they are no waste of breath. No time not well spent. They are more precious than water. And I think- if given the chance- we could live off of each other by exchanging nothing but our own breaths.