“ The late-night backyard encounter and kiss induced insomnia. ”
Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep, and when it's over, you feel like you don't have any bones left to hold you up.
~ Sarah Ockler
I really don't even know you, and yet, in my life, you are forever entangled; to my history, inextricably bound.
Every morning, I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks. Once my eyes open, I'm heavy, like there's to much gravity on my heart.
Nothing ever really goes away--it just changes into something else. Something beautiful.
