The sun heard me blame you and call you a monster then it tag teamed the moon, who held me as I cried, guilty for what I’d done. With all our fucking creativity, neither of us could dream up one good reason to stay together.
Tag: insecurity
Que Sera, Sera
The people around me have looked loss in the eye – lost friends, family and even themselves. And if after all that, they can sit here singing so carefree, I start to wonder which future I’m so worried about.
How it was sweet
I wake up. It’s a new day, I walk to the kitchen and among all the bustle, make myself coffee. I know when I start living by myself, this won’t be as simple. In an empty apartment, the coffee grinder will become my morning kiss. So I continue pouring as I take in the noise….