I'm Anna. 18. I really live everywhere.I'm forever a sleepyhead. Eternally a lover of the stars. Everlasting friend of kind words and quiet lover to coffee and tea. I'm a hopeless romantic and too much of an idealist.
I never meant to wither
I wanted to be tall
Like a fool left the river
And watched my branches fall
Old and thirsty, I longed for the flood
To come back around
To the cactus in the valley
That's about to crumble down
And wipe the mark of sadness from my face
Show me that your love will never change
If my yesterday is a disgrace
Tell me that you still recall my name