(no subject)
once time is lit, it burns.
whether you're breathing it in or not.
one smoke dissolves into air, there's still memory of smoke.
i am seeing a glimpse of my life now as if by the light of a match.
and it feels right.
this feeling will linger.
whether you're breathing it in or not.
one smoke dissolves into air, there's still memory of smoke.
i am seeing a glimpse of my life now as if by the light of a match.
and it feels right.
this feeling will linger.