10:07 pm
thread ball full of needles. a cactus full of sharp thorns. an object full of feelings. i was running in the rain. i heard every drop around me. every crunch around me. i heard water penetrating the roots of trees. i heard a voice silently talking to me in my head in many different languages. but no matter how hard i tried to understand, i still failed. and now it's so weird to think that each day of seeing you didn't make me realize that i was just a puzzle composed of million pieces and you were the only part missing to make me whole.
