I still talk to you in my sleep, I don't say much 'cause the hurt runs too deep. I gave you the moon and the stars to keep, but you gave them back to me. and I still lay on my side of the bed, I dance alone when the last bottle's spent memories like a river runnin' through my head I'll have me an ocean before I'm dead
Promise to Keep // Brandi Carlile
(The milky way as seen by @ashleydiscovers and her camera from where we slept on my roof.)
Source: tolackcolour