Passing Clouds Maybe...

Passing clouds maybe...

But I can handle the dark ones that stand still and pour down. It was the bright light ones I trusted, made my life gloomy by hiding my sun.

“But when she wanted to, Inej had a way of making you feel her silence. It tugged at your edges.”

Kaz has the audacity and stupidity to think Inej makes herself known to him. My brother in Ghezen, you are the only one who can feel her presence. She's seen to YOU. It's not her doing, IT'S YOURS.

Happy new year to whoever reads this. 🚶🏻‍♀️

I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

-Sylvia Plath

I mourn for all the poems that died in my head when I was alone.

I apologise for not being lonely enough to give them life.