Taking anything
for granted
is like
biting into
a meal
left in
the fridge
too long
it still
looks good
but sadly
turned sour
and no
matter how
or what
it’ll never
taste like
it did
Category: Love
Novel
In sleep
I dream
but not
of better
for best
I have
but of
long ago
when least
of life
I’d known
it’s almost
as if
a wind
has flipped
the pages
of the
novel I
back to
the beginning
Past
The only
important thing
about a
person’s past
is that
it brought
them to
their future
with you
Huh
How what
once seemed
now doesn’t
it’s not
that it
doesn’t but
the speed
it didn’t
that has
bothered me
did it
ever or
will it
now never
Cozy
It’s in this
cozy I feel
best in between
strikes of clock
when time stops
before the whistle
and its steep
this lazy last
before foot steps
onto cold floor
and I can
imagine just if
a while longer