A Car and Shadows
Small Window and The Light
Water Surface
Stairs and Complex Shadows
Morning Light
Ceiling Light and Yellow Wall
Old Lady Going Up The Stairs
In A Hotel Room
Twilight miss me when I’m gone, bleed my shadow ‘til it’s grown.
Light don’t follow where I go, my face anew you’ll never know.
Why is it light is thought of as good and dark as evil? As if the shadows sewn to our heels want anything more than to be like us.
She was a moth that waited for the light to find her. And when she died it was dark as always.
I hope there's light above you. A light which doesn't burns you rather appreciates your presence, it makes you feel whole. A light where you don't pretend to be okay. A light which stays with changing seasons.
©-shelovesskiez
To new beginnings<3
© shelovesskiez