as vast as the galaxy with stars swarming like a blanket of cloth with twinkling dots of threads we roam the earth gallantly with hearts individually beating with breaths individually taken and in the middle of the crowd is me, thinking of the statistics
seven billion people in the world and i chose to love the one i cannot have
thinking of that one person, again and again, like an after-thought that lingers until i cry these feelings all out // july 2015