connected dots.

halfway across this city is someone who thought about you this afternoon. somewhere across your state someone heard about you from an acquaintance and wondered about how you would be. someone right now is reading your words and falling in love with them unknowingly. halfway across this world is someone who sat next to you on a flight long ago and is going to be your friend two months later. we’re all connected.

isn’t that comforting? 


paper-cuts on glass hearts.

we fell like glass heart timers. tick-tock. tick-tock. tick-tock.

vanishing every second in a fog of affection. a mirage of love, a sea of purity. we fell without learning to climb and maybe we felt it was enough.

and maybe it was. 

we fell like paper cranes into rivers of desperation. drown me. drown me. drown me right this instant, i beg you. 

but still still learnt to fly now, didn’t we? out, out and away on little fluttering heart wings.

// fantasies of love //

you know those moments? the fraction of a second when your teacher slips in a word of praise that goes absolutely unnoticed by everyone but sends soft firecrackers off in your chest, a compliment in the middle of a totally different conversation, that one second when you ignore the little look of worry in your friend’s eyes when you stand too close to the road, the little moments of euphoria, the tiny soothing happiness ticking your chest and giving you goosebumps, you know that feeling?

now imagine feeling that ALL the time.