mhm

hands run over the walls
i like the feel of walls.
the windows are so huge
and sky so blue.
it makes me happy
some sort of euphoria 
but i feel so sad, too.
i feel like a teenager
who has a constant flux of emotions
it's not even that - i just feel them all at the same time.

thinking too much,
not thinking.

i bought myself poppies today
and these flowers that were a pale purple.
whenever i buy flowers, i think of you saying
"it is so like you to buy the dying flowers."
they are beautiful too.

kind-of adoring the slight breeze.
just watching the curtains move in and out
breathing.

not really sure how to make the first move.

going to watch the sunset.