

ExpectationsI'm not sure what she's waiting for...Expectations
It's likely never coming...
But I was waiting like that once
When my heart believed in humming
But now it's still and so am I
I expect no expectations
Yet maybe hope I understand
I wait in desperations....


Mrs. Hopeful - Chapter 8Blink.Mrs. Hopeful - Chapter 8
As blurry as what few good memories I've caused.
Close...
A greeting of my own breathing, singular, quiet, and in an octave only butterflies could rival, tricking my face, considerately, into thinking it could furthermore smile, as though I lost all control, of not only myself anymore, but my body as well, failing me like promises, or hummingbirds in silence.
Mayday
Mayday
Mayday
Somethings terribly wrong............
I'm happy.
The overwhelming black beneath
With ease would pass as mirror to a fitting sky
I
I'll be watching and reading
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