Sometimes It's Not Where You Are But Who You Are With

I have trouble sleeping, but you wear me out. I think I confused that with finding rest in your arms.

“Tonight, just put your arms on me and hold me like I am yours. Leave pieces of yourself behind on my skin, and love me like it is the first and the last time for us. Fill my lungs with your breath and make me forget my name. Tonight, I am yours and I will be yours, until dawn breaks.”

— Lukas W. // Until dawn breaks

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It takes a minute. Everything takes a minute. It doesn't register for a while, but God I hope you have time. I hope you have time.

Suffering is so lonely. We can talk about it, learn to laugh about it and pat each other's backs about it. But, suffering is so tangibly lonely.

Drink tea

Is it safe. Is it safe. Is it safe.

Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth. Live this moment, not the next one.

Odysseus Elytis, tr. by Athan Anagnostopoulos, from Maria Nephele: A Poem in Two Voices; "The Poet's Song"