made with stars
made with stars
missed call: saying i love you over the phone, only to be met with “at the tone, please record your message”
je t’ai vu dans un rêve: when i speak quietly of the beauty of the world, i am speaking of you. each midnight car ride, each sunset picnic. i am lost in you.
jumping rope: the girl you wish you were at the YMCA jump rope summer camp listened to these songs
damn fine cup of coffee: everything i do, i do for agent cooper. this is an ode to sleepy washington towns found in the middle of tall trees.
the other side of paradise: perfect sunny day songs
more where that came from (feat. my spotify account): Katherine
the nerves were already high; despite my seemingly calm demeanor, i was anything but. i didn’t want to tell you because if i admitted my inner most thoughts aloud to you, it would be validation. i was scared that if i had done that, the feelings would have never disappeared.
nothing was supposed to make me nervous: i had been talking about this for too long to be unprepared for it now.
and in the middle of our meal the ground began to shake. the room of people successfully took all of the oxygen out of the air. one collective woosh of fear. no one knew how long it would continue or what the damage could amount to.
seven seconds later, after some rigorous movement, the earth settled yet we continued holding our breath.
Katherine E. Ward, 15 October 2018
My thoughts create empires you rule
— Katherine E. Ward
“I still hear my phone buzz and pick it up at 2am with that small bit of hope left in me thinking that it’s you, telling me that you miss me, that you’re sorry, and that everything is going to be okay again,”
16:10 - It’s never you, and it never will be