1165

Who, who?

Do you love, do you love now?

…Shouldn’t it be you?

1159

On the ground in a darkened room

Sighs sent into the phone

Like a teen, but without Radiohead.

1123

When it comes, to you

The sky’s more blue

Next…to you.

And here I am.

1119

Words less spoken, still felt like thunder

Once again, reminding each other

Separate and together, desire for another.