Mmm Skyscraper I Love You : And I’m in the dark, in your room, making love; lying half sleeping, the beat flowing through. Probably not the best thing to try listening to while supposed to be working.

Do They Have Parties?

I don’t know if they have parties, wherever, whatever, your spirit is. They should do. There should be cake, and drink. There should be fun and laughter. And you are there, so there must be love. I wish I could celebrate with you my pixie.

Speaking Us

This resonated. It is what I meant when . A mythology because it is not just the words, but the map of a life, feeling, real and only ever in our heads. A world. It’s why, in a box that is rarely opened, there is a little notebook I carried Continue reading

1095 Days

1095 days. Or 3 years. The numbers don’t matter; nobody’s counting. Each one is the same, each one misses you. Always my love.