Recently

I get used to each face it just becomes feeling 

and I stay outside past peripheral

at what point do you trust someone to not get lost

out of sight. out of mind

I’m not friends with anyone who thinks they're going to heaven 

I think the sun should get closer

Thinking about you makes the ivy grow 

The way the room becomes blue in the background of the sun rising on your skin

I am no longer as green

I guess that is why

Hearing a telephone ring from the house next door felt unexpectedly comforting

Even if she picked up and answered in another language than mine

I guess getting a call from someone is something heartwarming