I realised
you're just a phase.
I mean
I'm just a phase of myself
really.
So I decided
to sleep through you
and when I wake up
your memory will be more slippery
than the smell of jasmine
amidst the blaze of fire.
At least then
I'll have no choice but to let go,
I'll be too busy
burning alive.
I am so thrilled to have found your blog, love. Your words left me on fire and so horribly inspired. I cannot wait to read more and more.
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Tightrope to the Sun