This one unmade me. Like taking apart an origami sculpture. Each fold perfect (the Green light kiss, Miami heat, the years of silence) until there is only a piece of paper left.
It is heartbreaking how we can spend so much time holding onto each other's faces with white knuckles, as if the sheer force of our grip could somehow stop the world from moving or the silence from settling in ✨
This one unmade me. Like taking apart an origami sculpture. Each fold perfect (the Green light kiss, Miami heat, the years of silence) until there is only a piece of paper left.
It is heartbreaking how we can spend so much time holding onto each other's faces with white knuckles, as if the sheer force of our grip could somehow stop the world from moving or the silence from settling in ✨
This is heartbreaking and beautifully written. I feel the emotions in my body. Thank you for sharing.