one lonely success

these days i wish i knew you.

its cold here in the mountains but i packed an extra pair of socks.

you dont even know me now. sitting here shivering by the fire you look at me and you only trespass skin deep.

this is the sad song and it plays louder each and every day.

they ask me if i’m ok and i can barely focus on their words becuase the sight of their cold breath distracts me.

this is what cripples us.

cold but warm, together yet alone….god i love dramatic phrases.

i can smell the smoke of the fire and it feels inviting and it welcomes me in.