i need to talk.

this distance

silence

silenced

silence

fade

i'm quiet.

i'm really bad at these kinds of things.

more like inexperienced.

f a d e

f    a     d      e

fuck.

i'm gone. nothing. lonely.

why do i do this?

i need to tell her.

i try to talk.

but no.

too many butterflies

smothering me from the inside out.

all i can do now is listen to bon iver.

bon iver

i need to see him and steal his voice

his songs. his feelings.