I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.
I'm wondering how many more mistakes I'll have to make before things finally fall into place. If they ever will.
Hope can make people do terrible things.
Time goes on even when we do not.
I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters.
I tuck caution into my pocket and hope I can reach for it if I need to.