[brief daydreams about real people]
when i was fifteen, i wanted to go to iceland
iceland is cold
cold was my favorite weather
people go to iceland
and then leave
iceland was a place of trips and tourists
they take photos
swim in the lagoon
watch the sky
maybe they go surfing or biking
or hiking
but they never stay
they breathe the cold
and then they go home
back to warmth
but cold was my favorite weather
when i was sixteen, i met a girl
she was really cold
cold was my favorite weather
she was beautiful
people would love her
enjoy the cold
take their pictures
explore her
watch her grow
maybe they would go surfing or biking or hiking
but they never stayed
people made a trip of her
tourists of her life and her beauty
and her cold
they kissed her cold
and then went home to the warmth
when i was sixteen
i wanted to live in iceland
i wanted to stay with her
i never wanted to leave
i loved her cold
and never wanted to go home to warmth
cold was my favorite weather
she was my favorite storm
-savannah brown's iceland photos and thinking about a broken girl