With fingers intertwined we kiss like it’s our last. Finally my mind misses nothing of my past. A love of ever last sits solely in my heart so a future of my making shall begin with a brighter start. I wanna thank Kate Tempest for giving me this. Eternal thanks.
My brain is always hurting me but I refrain from an eternal sleep coz shame would warp the world I leave.
Expression is the key to progression.
As the sun goes down,
And my world is torn from light,
I dream of what if.