I am smothered in love that was never mine for the taking I want to give love and to take it, also to make it if you get what I mean what goes up must come down we revel in something that resembles an ocean name it “love” and say our love is deeper than the ocean drowning in ocean depths or suffocating in the sheets? when the sea dries up it leaves sick, sticky, saccharine residue love perceived and love in the light
I really hate all the things you brought with you, they push me into dark corners