"They say that everything beautiful eventually fades.But no matter how many Sunsets I watch turn..."

“They say that everything beautiful eventually fades.

But no matter how many Sunsets I watch turn

from golden into black, or how many stars I

watch die away into the dead of night,

I always seem to find myself

wondering how it would

look in the colours

of your

eyes.”

- Fading Poem #1, lesbellesmarguerites (via wnq-writers)