Cuba Libre. Glass.
I introduce myself and think of you.
All of you.

Everything runs together to nothing.
Where am I? Here. There.
It's fun but it's not the same.
Is this what you like?
Is this what you want?

I can't seduce you away from...

I'm not sure, but I have stopped.
You're not feeling it. Okay.
Before it's too late.

I'm wrapped up in life.
So tight.can't breathe.can't see.

Stepping back, but then I
must tear somewhere, or break
through.

I can't breathe. yet.

I want to love you.

p.y.t

pretty. young. thang.


I don't believe in love anymore. My life is easier this way. Roses don't grow, but other flowers do. The sun doesn't shine, but the rain is soothing. My heart doesn't hurt. It beats. pumps blood through veins. The oxygen I breathe is all that sustains me. I don't believe in love anymore.

I don't have to.

live.laugh.love