Noah.

may your next chapter be softer than your last.

may your next chapter be softer than your last.

Forever untold

Most things have endings

They always run cold

Don’t let me love you

For it will only burn more

When you come to realize

There was always a door

Speaking with you

Is like swallowing glass

But running to you

Is worse than the crash

Once upon a time

Starts many stories

But they were only

Useless allegories

I always loved

Those tortured tales

Being spoken by you

Had made them truth

Why can’t I differentiate

What’s real

Cotton candies and daisies 🍭🌼

by Louise Glück

Because you were foolish enough to love one place, now you are homeless, an orphan in a succession of shelters. You did not prepare yourself sufficiently. Before your eyes, two people were becoming old; I could have told you two deaths were coming. There has never been a parent kept alive by a child's love.

Now, of course, it's too late -- you were trapped in the romance of fidelity. You kept going back, clinging to two people you hardly recognized after what they'd endured.