"Sometimes daydreams are so loud they can be heard."
Lost in the atmospheric boom of my morning playlist, I climb the stairs to the second floor. Shamelessly, I hum along with the long melody arcs that ease me out of sleep into the Monday morning; who would be listening...
"Inner Dialogue - Can I really do this Here?"
"What am I doing Here? I'm too prudish for Here. This is not me."But it can be."No one Here knows the real me?"Only you know the real you."No one sees me Here?"They will see the "You" that you want them to see...
How I long for you,my sweetest thing.Only your balm of love,might ease the sting. My trembling heart,such a sweet affliction.It's the price I pay for my new addiction. No time that passes,no distance travelled,can make me whole.I've come unravelled. What have...
