faded future.

maybe we've got a faded kind of future ahead of us. uncertain, waiting to be unraveled. maybe i'll be your next knot, your next memory. we're not sure if we should be holding hands, we're not sure if we should even be doing this together--but we take the leap of faith, together. if we fall, at least we'll still be in one another's arms. if we shatter into a million pieces, promise me you'll keep some of my fragments, and i will do the same. it's foggy, the future. but i promise i won't let go. i promise i'll try. will you put your faith in us, and say yes?

was inspired to write a really cheesy little piece while listening to Helen Jane Long's Goodnight. gentle and quiet piano pieces always get to me.