My spine is too tired, Of holding the weight of this body, Each vertebrae is now screaming to let go, Of something they no longer want to...

If you could see me, You would know, How much I want, For my heart to show, That it needs, To be held tight, A little longer tonight. art...

I want to wear you like my favourite sweater. The red faded one, with a hole in the left sleeve. For warmth and the feeling of belonging...