Hey my love, I buried you a month or two ago I keep thinking that you’re standing on my floor That you’re waiting there for me Tomorrow I shall write something new. I feel like I am still standing on Maroubra beach watching the sunrise – still thinking about life, but also nothing in particular,Continue reading “Tomorrow I shall write something new”
Water; a form that changes shape to conform, but does not belong to the place it temporarily rests.
水 