as I ponder the chapters written and those left untouched. A heart's rhythm seeks a harmony, a dance of solace in the midst of doubts. And so, I stand on the shores of introspection, wondering if the tides of our connection will choose to recede or surge forth with renewed vigor, as the chapters of us continue to unfold.
Friday, February 10, 2023
Proceeding the morning I woke up in the morning in someone’s room few times in a week for a year, as he prep and leaves to go to work in a gallery and the room was full of his cologne scent mixed with on cigarette he blows before he go and it does really heightened somehow for me.
My lungs was full, after he went for a bath. His soap, his shampoo all lingers in every inches of the room. In every thread of the bedsheets while I'm looking at the ceiling to feel them all.
In fact, I will always be grateful for every meeting that took place— for this past 8 years.
I hope I could willing to witness your growth from far away, and from now on I will entrust you to the sun. hoping whatever what best for you would give you anything you need. Honestly, I can't.
Thursday, March 25, 2021
Friday, March 12, 2021
Wednesday, February 17, 2021
Things are getting heightened somehow, imagine you're being in a high dose made-up dopamine and you're surrounded with your true friends, without boundaries and worries you're well being of your true of yourself
i wasn't like this before
it all came from pain that i'm trying to used to
here's a count down to next 4 hours to cope up with my own reality how to turned out normaly in front of screen
i turned out
to be someone
that i know
most people
won't like
to be someone
that i know
most people
won't like
and he does won't like
\
i wasn't like this before
it all came from pain that i'm trying to used to
Tuesday, January 26, 2021
SEPTEMBER 18, 2019
said some of leftover flowers
that withered in trash
i replied and whispered
"we are in this together, aren't we?"
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