perhaps we’re stuck
on seeking out a mirror image
of our own fractured souls
is it enough to make us whole?
someone to give us an arms length
but never hold us too tight

oh how i’ve missed you,
the scent of your somber
how i could fall into your wandering eyes
i deserve this, don’t I?
it’s just like mum said
you love the beautiful lie
but paint dries,

then it cracks


guess it’ll do for now