I didn’t want to fall apart mid-sentence,
So I said less and asked more questions.
Tuned out love songs, skipped our street —
I made avoiding you look complete.

I smile and nod when your name is mentioned,
As if it doesn't pull me out of the conversation
They throw it around casually, like it's not cutting right through —
I guess I never got to cry out about you.

Fluid of the mind
Falling silently
Like salty tiny rivers
over the cheeks.
Little cracks of the heart
Aching…
when listening to that song,
Inhaling the fragrance of night’s Jasmine.

Remembering you.



Shell✨🐚

He asks me to buy him
cigarettes and drop them
off in the morning
before work,
so he can kiss me
before the day starts.