Denouement
My heart no longer drops when I read your name. My stomach has stopped getting tangled. My lungs don’t hold in air until I remember to breathe again. My conscience now feels clean.
half-baked
A blog for the incomplete
My heart no longer drops when I read your name. My stomach has stopped getting tangled. My lungs don’t hold in air until I remember to breathe again. My conscience now feels clean.
I see her face when we kiss.
half-baked 