Eat shit and die.

From kai

Poem #1 delivered
"A warm starry night "

When I'm around you, I feel like I don't constantly have to rush time, to constantly fight the clock and feel bad about wasting time.
Talking to you feels like running away even when I'm still stuck in the same room.
Cigarette smoke use to look like spider webs to me and now they only remind of you; a reminder of the dumb times we've laughed, cried, wondered, and pretended that reality never existed .

How could two people so mentally dead exist; so mournfully yet so lovely?

Sometimes Fenix you remind me of a campfire, a warmth different from that of a warm night, yet just as comforting. Surrounded by nothing but a dark empty forest, yet the campfire remains still lit.
Starring at an endless sea of stars and losing thoughts in a way that doesn't yet make me panic. A peace that feels endless, yet i find it still somehow insignificant.
A place to not think, and just breathe; you provide that.

But sometimes I'm afraid.
I'm afraid I'll wake up as the dusk has turned to dawn and only see the campfire only reduced to that of embers and ash, the wind picking up yet again and cold rushing in. Something stuck, yet found, something broken, yet useful, you're a walking contradiction.