it reminds me of an idea I had to write prose poetry only including the happenings within our living room. I took notes for a handful of months and titled it Love As A Room but haven’t made anything of it yet. anyway, you wrote the sentiment so beautifully, this like sense of place we give each other just by wondering. How that takes on a life of its own.
sometimes I think of everywhere I’ve ever lived and who lives there now, and if, within their own belongings and memories and living, they sense me there at all. if the air holds something.
and, after reading this, I’m curious if the light is on.
“I just mean that you and I were here together, it's enough if only we know that for sure”
wow wow wow, keeping this one in the bank to reflect on
i loved this so much. that inheritance quote is going to haunt me though so thanks for that
No literally haven’t stopped thinking about it
this is breathtaking, I feel haunted.
it reminds me of an idea I had to write prose poetry only including the happenings within our living room. I took notes for a handful of months and titled it Love As A Room but haven’t made anything of it yet. anyway, you wrote the sentiment so beautifully, this like sense of place we give each other just by wondering. How that takes on a life of its own.
sometimes I think of everywhere I’ve ever lived and who lives there now, and if, within their own belongings and memories and living, they sense me there at all. if the air holds something.
and, after reading this, I’m curious if the light is on.