10-16-17

today was gray. gray like the clouds hanging overhead, though the sun was determined to shine. gray like the way i felt hearing about your life- the life you’ve lived without me in it. i’m not quite sure why i felt so entitled to your days; i guess i cared so much i felt like […]

your room – 9/24/17

i could build a house with all these thoughts, fill it up with all my days. i could build a room for you if perhaps you’d like to stay. there’d be old wood on the floor since i’ve loved you for so long and curtains on the windows i’ll keep closed when you are gone. […]