We are such clever creatures to divide Most everything into its different sides With chaos versus order, dark and light The stark duality of wrong and right We even split the very world in two With human versus human, we and you But still no matter how much we divide Each thing has infinitely many sides
We're almost touching. we were walking side by side, you're talking about cabs in your hometown. I can feel the gravity of your hand, calling my fingers whispering "it's alright."
We're touching but not quite. you held my shoulder to protect me from the passing cars. and for the first time in a long while, I felt so fragile. In this world where I find it hard even to breathe, you believed me.
I almost said it. All I need is one ounce of strength to tell you every single thing that I have ever felt about you.
I want to find home in your collarbones. Would you be kind enough to let a stranger in? I want to seep in your being because I'm cold. The world is harsh and my cracks are aching.
Please don't ever become a stranger, whose laugh I can recognize anywhere.
one day it will be easy to breathe my lungs will inhale flowers and honey it will be second nature like riding a bicycle like tying a shoe like swallowing a pill and i will hold on tightly and with shaking hands until then
feeling very overwhelmed lately. trying to hold onto the hope that it will not always feel this way. i will find my peace.