i pick the worst times to reminisce
Should have known the mid a.m. messes with your mind, disintegrates the walls of apathetic muse. Should have known my thoughts are the loudest when the night is the quietest
It scares me how fast time is traveling
Because it’s all so..undetectable. One day, you’re sitting on a bench, licking the side of a quarter melted ice cream sandwich, only to throw out a wrapper into a frost-crusted trashcan.
One day, you’re meeting people for the first time, saying hello
Somewhere, someone is closing their eyes. And when they open it, they won’t be there anymore.
Time is the scariest, most powerful force.
Slow, poisonous, healing
i pick the worst times to reminisce.