// fiction is to remain fiction //
// our love thrives due to the compost of my past lovers //
// i love in bits and pieces, rather than in whole //
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
// i won't give you the satisfaction of seeing the marks you left on me //
// you rush out of me like an interminable river //
// our love thrives due to the compost of my past lovers //
// i love in bits and pieces, rather than in whole //
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
// i won't give you the satisfaction of seeing the marks you left on me //
// you rush out of me like an interminable river //