ERAIME

You don’t know me. You just know that I drink too much coffee but you never ask why I’m always tired.

The scariest thing about distance is that you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you.

I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself.

in a room full of art I’d still stare at you

Do you know what it is like, to lie in bed awake; with thoughts to haunt you every night, of all your past mistakes. Knowing sleep will set it right - if you were not to wake.

And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me.

Maybe I do love you And maybe I do miss you But maybes are dangerous And I would rather stay quiet