The Gravity of an Unspoken Goodbye
I turned back not because I wanted to see your face, but
Deep Sea
The Gravity of a Summer Afternoon
I had spent three years in that glass tower downtown, breathing recycled
The Architecture of a Single Breath
I have spent three years perfecting the art of being invisible. I
The Weight of a Single Gaze
I have spent three years perfecting the art of being invisible in
The Neon Silence Between Us
The city screams in neon, but I have perfected the art of
The Sweetness Of A Silent Tuesday
The city outside is a scream I have learned to ignore. For
The Gilded Silence Between Us
I have spent three years learning how to be invisible in a
The Weight of Golden Silence
I have spent three years perfecting the art of being invisible while
The Weight of a Summer Smile
I have spent three years building a city inside myself—walls of
The Weight of a Silent Room
I have spent three years perfecting the art of being invisible in
The Silence Between Two Heartbeats
I stand by the glass, a thin membrane separating my skin from
The Weight of a Barefoot Promise
I have spent three years learning how to be invisible in this
