Jan 2021
i feel you breathe with your hands in my hair
and if you squint the lights look like stars.
i hold your hand
and you hold mine
and for the first time in a long time
i know we will be okay.
and if you squint the lights look like stars.
i hold your hand
and you hold mine
and for the first time in a long time
i know we will be okay.
on a wednesday in a cafe i watched it begin again
