I wanted to ***** -
To spill my heart out on the floor
Under the bus stop, to scream
until my lungs gave out
I wanted to *****,
because I wasn’t who I wanted to be -
I wish I could be her...

I was jealous.

The sweet smell of churned earth after the rain,
A summer sun on a cold winter's day,
An icy breeze in the early morning and
A sip of bitter coffee under the dawn rays.

I found a grey hair today,
a sliver that only I shall ever know.

you shifted constantly
your form became that of a million bodies
and so, from everyone I saw,
I felt you staring back at me

we locked eyes

(I find your pupils in the eye of a storm)
(swirling in clouds of every colour)
(I remember you from before)
(I remember you in my dreams)
((I see you standing on a cliff))
((your silhouette drowning in an ocean of grey))
(((It’s raining)))
(((The Ocean is alive,)))
((((it’s speaking to you,))))
(((((but I can only hear the crashing,)))))
((((((crashing of the waves))))))

you closed your eyes
I looked away
but still I wonder...
if you’d drift away
too...