one last

Can I talk to you I won’t keep you long I have to go somewhere and I don’t think I can come back but I just wanted you to know getting to be around you was the best thing that ever happened to me

you remember how silent how perfect everything was this summer

I was in bed all day hiding from all the beautiful posts in my head. Now I’m up.

sun-slaughtered blossoms
flavourless and formless
non-samsaric thus-gone swag