sometimes, i get out of bed and i walk and speak,
i am, and then, i fall into bed only to realize that i forgot to wake up. i did not open my tired eyes to the day. i forgot to believe or feel for anything so strongly that it might reaffirm my suspicion that
the universe is probably a lot more than i am capable of comprehending. switch off. switch on. and then i broke it. (
i break everything.)
i miss intensity. yours. ours. the closeness. miss it. long for it. perpetually.
..
we're making this shit up. (
i make it up, when i need to.)
and this day has not yet unfolded.