Write what you wanna write about

by the dreamer

I haven’t painted in months, art doesn’t talk to me anymore, as much as I wanna escape in the process of it. If I were to leave id be splitting myself in half, but I would awaken again, in another lovers eye. But getting there wont be so easy, I would have leave her the girl who is right next to me, its going to be so difficult to do this but she is not for me