• the joys of familiarity like to hide in monotony and a lack of progress but if you stop(!) you will realize this sooner you’d rather do the same old thing than nothing at all

  • the winter reveals glowing windows in the early evening shining as clear as the stars in the cold sky bright, distinct brings about the instinct to peer inside the worlds confined from chilling air luring, curious losing cordiality, almost colliding fist to door asking to see more

  • i don’t owe you an explanation you should know already for it’s in the vast ocean between us … and i write because it’s the only way i can get this out … lord knows when you get my answers you won’t even give it a chance to unimpress you how am i supposed to…

  • tingling skull threatening to shed me clattering nonsense, encasing trance the worst massage on my shoulders whispering scratches in my ears encanting dooms!

  • all the good has been marred by stubborn stagnancy the cowardice of needing to stay in familiarity i’m scarred, bruised black and blue my heart held your hollowness for too long … i did not know how to love with you the sweetness, the bliss, the comfort i could only grasp hints of it in…