I’m small, and a little bit odd. I like pretty things and non-pretty things alike. I like it when things don’t make sense, and I don’t think that everything needs to be understood in order to be appreciated. I’m really just here to view peoples things, seeing as I’m not much of an artist as such, I write, but that’s different. I like to meet people :)
Your fingers laced in mine as if / you’d known me twenty years and you were beautiful / and everything I’d feared. / I could smell the liquor on your breath,
You and I are meant to be / somewhere east of here / (or maybe west) / sitting naked on a balcony