there are some days when the absence of stars turns the horizon into a beautiful void
there are some days when my ears deafen not from brilliant supernovas but the beating of my heart.
just a footnote, i don't want to write about love. don't get me wrong, i love writing about it, i just don't 'want' to, maybe some time to time but i realized i've been making metaphors, rhymes, and alike for the sake of writing about it. there are other things i'm interested in but i guess i'm just scared for the transition? i don't really know. i try to please my readers, i forget to please myself.