22:00

I meet her again. I walk her to the park and kiss her for the second time on the lips. It was her opium. I hugged her in my arms. She lived in my world while her whole life was crumbling.

2:00

You’re asleep. I write notes on your back. Maybe they will give you the nudge you need to tell your boyfriend about us.

4:00

You’re asleep again. I’m typing this on my phone. I know you’re cold in my naked flat. I know you have your duties and responsibilities imposed by society upon you. Maybe you’re hoping I’ll take them all away from you. But I’m also lost, my world is also crumbling.