wondering aimlessly

““I’m not tragic these days, I don’t weep, but I feel alone, bewildered, far from you, far from everything — nothing has any meaning.””

“I fall asleep to a canopy of you so astounding that I never need to gaze at the stars.”

“You swallow the lump in your throat like a bitter pill, but your voice breaks under the building pressure, revealing the way you fall apart. You have stored it all away under battered floorboards and cobwebbed rooms for so long that you cannot make eye contact with the memories anymore, terrified that they will become all you ever see.”

“This moment takes over, and he forgets who he is, where he is. He runs to her front door, palms sweating, running out of breath that was already fighting to make it to his lungs, a million words trapped within a mouth that could not open. She did not need fancy words. She did not need grand gestures. All she needed to hear was that first knock on the red mahogany, the only thing standing in between a story bursting to be written. The reason he showed up at that front door was the same reason she chose to wait behind it.”