here are my thoughts-I’ll tell them to you

the walk was long, windy, blowing from my path. In that moment, I didn’t want to go.


flying is a sensation that I connect with joy, with relief, with adventure. Not grief. I’ve never lifted off to grief before.


I saw her coming towards me, a sharp look up and there. I wanted to run but my body caved in. It found it’s partner, someone who knew.


the last time I was here I thought I was leaving for four months, for a lot of lonely moments and a lot of lovely laughs and yet here I am and I feel out of place, like someone pressed backspace before I could press save


but none of that matters because all of it fades-I’m here, I’m home, I’m where I needed to be.


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