we'll be sleeping on the beach, keeping oceans within reach
Old habits die hard. I am still almost completely soundless when I cry, just my body shakes with sobs. And spilled tears surprise me with their heat and their taste.
And as he held me, there was a part of me that slipped away from the entire experience. That floated near the ceiling like a moth, and watched a woman crying silently, and a man who held her without speaking and kissed very gently her shut eyelids, and Sadness and Tiredness and Hollowness drifted like smoke about the room.
And as he held me, there was a part of me that slipped away from the entire experience. That floated near the ceiling like a moth, and watched a woman crying silently, and a man who held her without speaking and kissed very gently her shut eyelids, and Sadness and Tiredness and Hollowness drifted like smoke about the room.