i fear change, but i hate the life i’m living. the days blend to weeks, the weeks into months. i blink and a year has gone by, yet i remain the same. i long to take a leap, but i have a fear of falling. maybe, if i had someone to catch me, the drop would hurt much less.

the sun brings warmth to my skin. as with most things in life, its departure is inevitable. i wish to be with it forever, but the longer i indulge, the more pain i’ll feel in the evening. oh to find comfort in the moon as well. if only i stayed long enough to see her true beauty.

my dreams are filled with sweet kisses and gentle touches, loving memories of who you once were. gradually, something shifted. your love was expressed in bouts of anger, your possessive touches imprisoning my heart. +

+ yet when i try to escape, you hold me as if our love were still in its youth. lies disguised as promises embrace me, as you whisper that things are going to be okay, but only if i keep you close.

the sun peeked through the window, illuminating her bare skin in a golden hue. i’m typically not an early riser, but the view of my lover so at peace melts my exhaustion into a precious memory.