My heart doesn’t let anything go
and neither does yours.
How we remember everything
that happens in between the lines,
Always in thrall to the past.

Even if this was a passing phase,
It delimits everything
that ever tried to defy it–
And its warmth will cascade throug
Even if this

Maybe I am who you think I am. S
For a moment - I couldn’t summari
Ghastly and breeds only endings.
meet me in another life.