Lost is a lovely place to find yourself.
Michael Faudet.
“A mind possessed by unmade books.”
“I could taste the salt on her lips, each kiss like a summer wave breaking on an empty beach.”
“Unbutton, unzip, unclip, untie, undo, undress.Understood, she replied.”
“Magic tumbled from her pretty lips and when she spoke the language of the universe the stars sighed in unison.”
“A mind possessed by unmade books, unwritten lines on empty hooks.”
“Good night - may you fall asleep in the arms of a dream, so beautiful, you'll cry when you awake.”
“I'm not sure this is a world I belong in anymore. I'm not sure that I want to wake up.”
“I half closed my eyes and imagined this was the spot where everything I'd ever lost since my childhood had washed up, and I was now standing here in front of it, and if I waited long enough, a tiny...”
“No one compares to you, but there's no you, except in my dreams tonight.”
