Tuesday

I fear you close by; I love you far away.

{ childhood }
It has been quiet this week, oh and I must tell, restless. The weather seems to settle down a bit, and the world is calmer. I am calmer, my chest - the color of ocean blue and everlasting greens, floating and never wanting to touch ground again. Step by step, I am learning to let go. Don’t mock me when my lunar heart says: someday soon, my love, 'things are going to hurt less'. And so I wait.

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I feel the need to write more often, but I'm afraid of how little time I
can only take from my pocket. I wish you all the best.
Thank you for being here.

Yours,
Haze x