sandpaper

There are sounds in your head
And little voices telling you all
But you never pay attention
You never stop to listen
You run and run
Human race.

And at some point it all turns to ashes
You don't mean anything neither do I


This damn itch.


sometimes I really miss you.

I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change, I like the bringing together, the hugging, the end of missing someone. Jonathan Safran Foer ~