saturday|
january 13

"Some days its endless
An infinite loop,
Breathless and of bliss"

When I stare at what might seem to be his dependable smile. I realize how simple, how sudden, it is for it to end.

Let time pass by, let your feelings soar for a moment, and see it tethering back and forth. Then finally realize the discontent settling within, from staying in one place.

An anomaly such as myself wouldn't have been as perceptive, wouldn't have understood.

Because at some point we all ask ourselves what we have become.