tears

i hope that my tears trap my memories of you.   they’re thrust up violently but then they fall quickly and are wiped away and forgotten

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morning

the moment you wake up is a beautiful beginning.   no knowledge of the weather no concept of the time no worry of the day ahead no remembrance of last night   everything is bright and clear the sun in through the window everything is hopeful now no troubles weigh you down   until it… Continue reading morning