drowning act - friends unseen

"your breath is in my face

my heart is bruised

by your whiskey stains

you're drifting, you're so easily drifting

still your hands are full of wishes"

so, for background, i'm a budding writer. i haven't written anything and published it yet (nor shown it to any social media platforms), i mostly just compose stories (and have been composing stories) for myself over the course of several years. i'm currently in the process of creating two stories, one short story (which will be apart of a collection) and one of greater length. one curious thing is i assign songs to different stories, such as the one titled in the blog! i play these songs on repeat until the first draft is done, and sometimes even past that! 

but, funnily enough, this song has been hitting deeper than the story. i'm thinking of him again. i'm thinking of my fate, written in the stars and fading fast. i'm thinking of what the future will hold. i'm so terrified. i can't talk to anyone about this person...so here i am, blogging about it. i just can't stop thinking about him - about his voice, his hands, his eyes. it guts me. i can't tell if i love or hate him; do i want to cradle his face or punch it? regardless, he's just...there. lingering in the dark spots of my memory. 

-W