'Everyone here showed up in pairs. Is there anything to boast about when I see happiness that doesn’t belong to me? I decided last year that I wouldn’t show up this year.’
'But you’re here now. It’s because this year is different from before, right? Because this year, I’m here with you.’
We part and meet, again and again - heavy hearts with little laid bare. The weight in my chest is hard to name, while your doubts fill the air. In this fleeting moment, freedom’s wings are bound. And that moment has long since vanished, never to be found. Like lightning that strikes and is gone in a breath. Like fine snow falling to a river, meeting its death. Like light pouring over the tide, only to be swallowed where shadows hide. How can I witness and hold such beauty once more…? If I were to bury my heart within your sweet lips.
