the only wish of mine before i walk alongside death, is for the ink from my pen to sink into a single soul and take root.
you see me and i can see the biggest smile plastered on your face just from my presence.
i saw an entire life with you as soon as we met.
i hate big houses. with their empty space. i only have sadness to fill it.
i take a deep breath in the mirror and think about how different i am now.
pure bliss is a high i never want to be sober of. i feel on top of the earth my feet have always been glued to. this must be that freedom the wanderers speak of.
i have nothing to say anymore.