My hands, your hands, tied up like two ships. Drifting, weightless. Waves try to break it. I'd do anything to save it. Why is it so hard to say it? My heart, your heart, sit tight like book ends. Pages between us, written with no end. So many words we're not saying. Don't wanna wait 'til it's gone. You make me strong.
The Washington Nationals have a moment of silence for the victims of the Navy Yard shooting before playing the Atlanta Braves.
posted 2:23 pm on Tuesday, September 17, 2013 with 57 notes