I am walking through the damage like revisiting a site after a hurricane.
I don’t know you, but the idea of you breaks me into a thousand pieces.
Today I took a short voyage in time, uncovering what the water buried in the sand.
One must ask if they’re aware of what a stranger sees looking at them. Do they see the same stars sparkling or just a hint of light? It’s beautiful what you can find in the ruins of the soul.