Secret Oktober // Duran DuranFreefall on a windy morning shore
Nothing but a fading track of footsteps
Could prove that you’d ever been there
Spoken on a cotton cloud like the sound of gunshot
Taken by the wind and lost in distant thunder
Fear is nonacceptance of what is.
|—||J.Krishnamurti (via magnificentruin)|
I don’t love you anymore.