The fire burning between us as the cold metal behind my back anchored us to the earth. Lightheadedness making me fly up so high as I held in my breath.
To forget about everything and only be you and I in that small box. That’s the only fire I wanna be chasing.
It begins in silence,
in the pause between waking and remembering,
where the ceiling holds no answers
and the light feels thinner than it should.
You rise because the world asks you to,
not because it ever explains why.
There are dishes in the sink,
emails unopened,
a door you close behind you
......
It begins in silence,
in the pause between waking and remembering,
where the ceiling holds no answers
and the light feels thinner than it should.
You rise because the world asks you to,
not because it ever explains why.
There are dishes in the sink,
emails unopened,
a door you close behind you
......
The fire burning between us as the cold metal behind my back anchored us to the earth. Lightheadedness making me fly up so high as I held in my breath.
To forget about everything and only be you and I in that small box. That’s the only fire I wanna be chasing.