keepin my fingers crossed

it doesn’t matter if you are not in love with me, because the sky is. i think this sunset fixed the places you broke. and shouldn’t the physical world mend the spiritual and vice versa? isn’t that what the sky has been trying to tell me all along, if i’d only look up from my phone? i have needed a skyline to anchor me so long, while i grew up. now, my legs are sturdy again, eyes clear. i am ready to go back to the land of big sky.

angels are in the works, no more demons. baby, let’s take the long way home.

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