There aren’t any words for the subtle things. For the quiet months that past too quickly and “how is already April again’s?” There aren’t any words for weeks spent on auto-pilot, only to come around from it when you see a pale reflection in the mirror, as you wonder where exactly it is that you’ve been hiding. There aren’t words to explain how one day people were just here and now they’re gone forever.
Words For Subtle Things
Words For Subtle Things
Words For Subtle Things
There aren’t any words for the subtle things. For the quiet months that past too quickly and “how is already April again’s?” There aren’t any words for weeks spent on auto-pilot, only to come around from it when you see a pale reflection in the mirror, as you wonder where exactly it is that you’ve been hiding. There aren’t words to explain how one day people were just here and now they’re gone forever.