So many thoughts floating at the moment, suffocating, so completely saturated.
Was it friendship? Relationship? Family? Or the purpose of living this life?
Perhaps all. Just a little bit.
For now, only the blur shadows of the crystalline liquid safeguards my sanity - only to it's tipping point.
Just a little bit.
"Photos and moments in memory that wet the corners of eyes. so much gratitude and sorry never sent. never received. never heard of."