I sometimes sit thinking about how life used to be, when we're young we don't have a care in the world, and we can't wait to be older. I remember days waiting under the tree
for something so important the heart really is a fragile thing, it only takes one person to break it, shattered it into fragments, fragments that are sharp and stab you when you try to
have you ever had that feeling, where you're numb but in so much pain? where you can hardly breath but are on the brink of a panic attack? where you can't sleep
I have never been rich, but have never been poor. I've been unwell but never seriously ill. I am a healthy intelligent young adult, so I may not get everything I want,
Eyes open, and take a while to adjust to the mornings light. I roll onto my side, and smile as I do, seeing you lying in the space next to me. We take a shower, your wet body