Let's make a pact. Let's make this year happy.

Worn shoes brushing back and forth under chairs
Pages turning and nothing going in
I think about the time we felt the worst we'd ever felt
I think about compartments and boxes and shelves
I think this year is ours

Let's make a pact

It’s always been you and me.

Lying in separate beds in separate cities living separate lives. Listening hard to find answers without knowing the questions we want to ask.
Listening hard to hear our hearts beat, our lungs fill with air.
I remember you kneeling at the foot of your bed and me at mine.
Hearts pumping.
Inhaling. Exhaling. Inhaling. Exhaling. Inhaling. Exhaling.

It’s always been you and me.
FOREVER.

We made a lot of mistakes,
Falling hard day to day.
Unspoken conversations on repeat.

Found
Manchester, 2005

Keep Moving

I cant compete for you,
if this is a game,
im not playing to win.

Keep going forwards,
Don't think, just move.
Slow down and you'll fall.

I have this feeling...

Lighting matches
Spitting in the dirt
Holding out for grey skies turning blue

I have this feeling, some days,
That everything really will turn out alright.

It was too late when i heard you,
You had already gone.
I was already lost.

Tattoos for...

(a tear fell out of my eye while i was drawing, and when i scanned it, it turned into a heart. tell me this doesn't mean something BIG)