I don’t care where the butterflies go when it rains, I just want to know if its me you’re missing when you make palm prints on your windows, whether it’s my name you whisper against the window while you watch the droplets race each other. noah_arkenswagg

via love and rain — noah_arkenswagg

I follow Noah and some of his poetry is extraordinary. This is a great example of his work and, when I read it, it really touched me – I hope that you’ll like it too :O)

Lisa x