The days and nights come apart. I feel them corroding at the seams.
She closes the door completely, and I crouch there. I allow myself to fall forward and rest my head on the door frame. My breath bleeds. My heartbeat drowns my ears.
She was one if the few souls that made me wonder what's it to live.
The happening that happened was that I met this girl.
I'd rather chase the sun than wait for it.
It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on, coughing and searching, and finding.