She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
it is hopeful
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
in a post. I want to be remembered
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.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
"Put a blanket."
hiding from the rain