when I shut my eyes and hold them tight I can hear the buzzing of the cars outside my bedroom window
they pay no mind to the hours, the days, or the weather
just barreling on to their intended places
it is never silent, they are never not there
I wonder how there are so many people with so many intended places
with none of them being you coming home to me
your intended place
Apr 17, 2021
Apr 17, 2021 at 10:05 PM UTC
when I shut my eyes and hold them tight I can hear the buzzing of the cars outside my bedroom window
they pay no mind to the hours, the days, or the weather
just barreling on to their intended places
it is never silent, they are never not there
I wonder how there are so many people with so many intended places
with none of them being you coming home to me
your intended place
