# 4; * untitled

2/6/2024

sometimes i feel like i'm alone in looking out at the world. the windows are tinted so no one can look inside and see how much im hurting. no one even knows im there, i think. kaleidoscope butterflies— kaleidoscope eyes. kisses & dreams that are burnt at the stake for requesting freedom. stars in your eyes that go out one by one as the days pass. ink spilling all over my hard work but i like how it looks better that way anyway. the coaster on my desk that's only once housed a drink. writing phone numbers on the backs of hands that'll never call. i swear i saw galaxies in you. for a moment i thought you saw them in me too. i can handle being wrong, i just need you to tell me. clouds that look like cotton candy though they'll slip right through your fingertips. real but not there just like how we once were. coffee stains on well—loved tables. knife scars on broken hearts. radio static ringing in my ears. he loves me/he loves me not. the sky's the limit but i keep hitting the ceiling. this city's so pretty with your lights on. blowing dust off cardboard boxes filled with broken memories. not sure what i'm doing here but i'll probably figure out soon enough.

(or not. that's ok too.)

xo qr