23 is my favorite number
It doesn’t really have a significance
Except for that fact that it’s her birthday
And I’ll remember her forever
Dec 22, 2024
Dec 22, 2024 at 8:42 PM UTC
I texted “miss you” today,
and her reply wrapped around me—
“I always miss you,” she said,
as if the space between us
was stitched with her love,
always waiting,
always there.
Dec 11, 2024
Dec 11, 2024 at 8:25 PM UTC
You caught the sunrise today,
barefoot on the dewy grass,
the world holding its breath
as the sky turned soft and gold.
A bird sang—just one at first,
then another, then a chorus—
and you laughed because it felt
like they were singing for you.
The air smelled like beginnings,
like something had shifted
while you were asleep,
and you didn’t even mind the chill.
For a moment, it was enough—
just you and the morning,
and the thought that maybe
everything would be okay.
Nov 30, 2024
Nov 30, 2024 at 4:15 PM UTC
Eggs are weird,
but I eat them anyway.
Toast gets burnt,
and I call it flavor.
The milk’s expired,
but not too expired.
Coffee’s bitter,
but so am I.
Breakfast is simple,
until it’s not.
Sometimes,
it’s the best part of the day.
Nov 30, 2024
Nov 30, 2024 at 4:10 PM UTC