Dear love of mine, what I wouldn't do to find your fingers intertwined in the holes of my life
Forever, With You
The Air Around Your Lungs
And who says you must wait until time's nearly up to learn how to scream//to learn how to breathe//or to learn how to notice the air around your lungs
The Name of My Landscape
An identity- Wholeheartedly
Coffee Shop Hours
I promise it won't be long until every sentence breathes
