two | year six

vancouver in photos

I will remember

I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me, and I will remember your small room the feel of you the light in the window your records your books our morning coffee our noons our nights […]


there’s a lot to say, but the words are slow to come. if i had to pick just one, “change” comes to mind. try as i might, a can’t seem to get a grasp on anything right now. it’s all moving so quickly, like gold dust through my fingers.  one moment, one day, one season […]

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