like a feather, you make me waver in the air i float, and feel weightless but remind me, i can slowly fall
back to the books.
highlight of my year.
it's an annual thing
where i pack my life into boxes, and hope..maybe, for once, this is long term.
am i out of sight, out of mind? i never thought i would be this to you. what am i suppose to think?
it reminds me of
the sound of yo la tengo. the intensity of summer storms. the smell of your skin after a shower. the taste of blood orange gelato.
i need you to watch my back… i don’t need you to be giving a shit whether you’re own ego will be hurt.
we're making progress.
one step at a time.
when you’re there and when you’re not. don’t stop.