i couldn't make it poetic or ornate
i was simply at a loss.
when the words failed me, the image of
staĆczyk came to mind. but alas he was invited to the
party. so it wasn't enough, wasn't the
same. I'm
experiencing a different kind of
pain.
It's scary to see how much has changed and also
nothing has changed.
if you told me this year I'd lose my comfort job
if you told me this year I'd lose my best
friend
if you told me this year I'd lose myself
I wouldn't believe you. I don't know where to go from here.