5/20/22

cranberry

beachwalk, forever life walk. leave another footprint behind to aid the print of another. the world spins me around, my feet are off the ground. i will never know where i stand but the world will always hold my hand. don't go, do i really have to leave? you will forever mystify me. not knowing is the best part. 

the longing event that could happen if you let it. the departure of your everydayness you live through. the impossibility of an unknown pilgrimage to yourself and the world. do you know what i'm talking about. i hope so. and i hope soon sawyer, that you can go off into that fireball.