a small kid huddling under the covers, wondering when they will break down the door and when you will meet your end.
stuff my worries away into an old suitcase in my brain.
the piano lingers in hallowed halls.
in the morning light glow, Mother Nature slowly awakes.
sorry that i am not going, but i don’t want to ruin your day just because i’m feeling gray today.
you were beautiful. but you could never be mine.
i am lost, walking in a dream that doesn’t exist.
crafted with the sound of fear, of ocean waves and salty tearsthe oyster reveals its treasureburied in its ugly exteriorglimmering with a dim lightin the middle of a velvet night
human life is scarily fragile.
my friend,i remember the photograph-wrinkled old days,streaming golden sunlight under white cloudswhere we sat on broken-down benches,staring at the future together. my friend, i remember the fights and the make-ups,the tears and the touch-ups,the fear and the happiness that consumed our lives,i remember everything. my friend,i found your shadow wandering around the district today,lost withContinue reading “my friend”