"Let me tell you the story, about what happens when a heart as cold as ice meets one made of gold." What happens to the things that nobody can remember? Are they forgotten? Did they mean anything at all? Did they even exist at some point? All his life, Connor has been told that he must forget. That he must let go and move on, and live the life he has been gifted with, even after the tragedy. But Connor doesn't want that. He keeps in mind the same series of noises over and over, every day, just to get by and to convince himself that it wasn't just a dream. That it happened. That it was real. That he was real. For the past ten years he has been moving from place to place, with barely any interest to accommodate himself. That is until he reaches that town... and meets him. Funny, how it works in the ways of the heart.

inspired by the wild ft. alessia cara music video. we find each other in the margins we create, under street lights & on street corners. the spaces we forge together become sacred & safe, our very own microcosm. we can indulge in this feeling even though we've been taught not to, & we hold hands & we dance & we kiss. this is our chosen family.

They called him weird. They did not get to know him. They said things behind his back. He never talked. He never smiled. And I never knew.