Feb 07, 2021
In Our Space (:
i look up, it’s 12, this entire night has passed me by and not once did i notice. i sit. i think. i drink. where has my time gone? it is ahead of me and still trailing behind. why? because it is not mine. time is time. simultaneously belonging to you and i, but just for a short while. it has to leave you and be the time for someone else. right on time.