016 | in//finite
“all we have is now”
but one day
for one of us
“now”
will mean
an endless void
of loneliness
oh i wish
i could be
the older one
writing from the in-between of healing & hurting, softness & rage, silence & scream; this space is for the ghosts i carry, and the selves i’m still becoming.
“all we have is now”
but one day
for one of us
“now”
will mean
an endless void
of loneliness
oh i wish
i could be
the older one