in a post. I want to be remembered
currently
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
it is hopeful
I am below everything.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting