I just told my mom that I broke edge and she said, “Try your best to put it back together. There’s superglue in the drawer.” This is a thing that actually happened.
I think of you most when the world falls silent. When time seems to slow and barely passes by. Through squinting eyes, I still clearly see your face. The Cheshire Cat hallucination mocks my every step. My own thoughts and an endless reel of memories fog my mind. I sleep now only to postpone our meeting. Tomorrow night, I’ll once again welcome your perpetual grin.