" I have nothing to lose "

This is how I see us now.

This is how I see us in the future.

This is how I see us always.

The first drops of winter

The chill is back. Dull skies. Beneath the cloudy feathers. I took an exam. I tried to study, except I never really knew what I did all the while then. I came to you, and there I was myself, being crazier than the mad lark doing somersaults above the airfield. I feel like cuddling up with you. I feel like just holding you tight, and sitting in a corner on the bed, in a room with just the night lamp on.

It’s the weather of the blues.

Winter is settling in.