Two. Us. Sitting silently. Not a single word spoken, thousands unspoken. The two of us. Just us. But that’s a lie. Songs on repeat. Each means something to us in a different way. Us. In a car. Two. In a dim lit room. Why do you look at me with empty eyes? Coffee. Wine. There’s Continue reading

In you, there’s always both possibilities: drowning or floating. In you, I find both my harbor and adventure.   You were not designed to hold me together. You were made to move freely, and this is exactly what you offer.   You’re capable of being both paradise and the worst nightmare. You’re not one to Continue reading