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I like to understand sadness because sometimes I believe it’s the only thing I can comprehend.

In theory, it never worked. Yet I saw us like an unfinished book. Chapters build, metaphors create, words enhance, and in the end it still made no sense.

i lie beside your skin at night the room feels like little white lies to taste your mind, i used to feel you sometimes in the air at night, in my eyes at edge right we echo in thought, a millimeter apart the shadows spe…

Sometimes I still think of you. It’s usually when the night’s chilly and nostalgia sets in. We remember moments to create bittersweet realities of past adventures which weren’t so. It wasn’t nice, it wasn’t fun, it was …

Sometimes you simply don’t flow within the same constellation.

I received everything I wanted when I hadn’t wanted anything. Why? Because I didn’t need anything. I was content in my space. Relying on myself. Reveling in me. Not curious of who I wanted to be. Being content is almost…

to feel at ease i bend you between sheets of meadows, fires we reap i dance in thought in memory still feel you breathe in oasis i converse with myself at night to touch and feel you right where i seemed to leave you a …

i dance in tune to feel a sullen blue your voice feels close the void of you it’s as if we’re in thirteen dancing to songs i sung hearing you call from a corridor i spun i dance towards you yet you dance in reverse we’r…

falling off pages beheld to rivers i talk in oasis to feel you in edges i speak to you at night a numbness i seem to hold too tight like your rope around my neck the ceiling at grasp i feel in a darkness one which feels…

It’s as if nothing makes sense until you’re sad.