“take the best situation, an impossibly perfect situation, and you’re never content, never happy, never settling, always wishing”
I needed to kiss girls I never loved, and love girls I never kissed. I needed to throw dice fully aware they’d land anywhere, and possibly, hopefully everywhere. I needed more than to spend an eternity counting gray hair not yet grown, and wrinkles not yet formed. I needed to write.
Doing it one day to the next.
Always up for editing/writing, so hit me up.
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Posted 11 months ago, 2 comments so far.
I saw my first sunrise on my twenty-fifth birthday.
Beneath the darkened sky, / And the reverent eye / of a girl who sees more than she says, / hates more than she loves, / and loves more than she hates
Compounded spaces / and all that’s left / are the residual traces / of a nervous gesture.
And what was left lay rotted from exposure and neglect.
The feel of her lips / amid the sound, / and the corruption that visits / gathers everyone around,
Walking was one of the few things he could still do on his own, and he’d be goddamned if he let that go easily.