time will reveal

i want your spirit off of me tired of suffocating in my dreams worlds away and i can still feel your hands around my throat i wish you’d let go, i long to know freedom what is this now? what have we grown to be? transition isn’t easy, but the least you could offer is…

to keep or perish

there are days when i long to be felt and cherished, how is it that you’re this close and yet i still feel so empty? so alone, stuck in this petty representation of love i’m trying to take it slow, let the love grow and go deep but sometimes i wonder if we’ve already peaked….