I Felt Like I Was Missing Something.

This Is Not Something Insignificant. This Is Real. This Is Happening, And This Is Ours.

We Stay This Way Until Twilight Colours The Window And The Hour Calls Me Home

Your Life Is Inescapable. Unless You Decide To Escape It.

She Is So Lost In Her Sadness That She Has No Idea How Visible It Is.

Breathing, N You Had Asthma As A Child, Had To Carry Around An Inhaler. But When You Grew Older, It Went Away. You Could Run For Miles And It Was Fine. Sometimes I Worry That This Is Happening To Me In Reverse. The Older I Get, The More I Lose My Ability To Breathe.