The Warmth Between Our Silence
I’ve spent three years building walls out of iron and sarcasm,
Hedgehog
The Blue Hour Between Us
My life is an exercise in precision—sharp edges, cold coffee, and
The Neon Vein of Loneliness
My life is a series of well-curated walls, and I’ve spent
The Silk Armor of Solitude
I’ve spent ten years building walls out of deadlines, spreadsheets, and
The Salt-Stained Armor of My Heart
I’ve spent three years building a city of ice around myself
Salt Water and Silent Promises
I’ve spent five years building walls higher than the skyscrapers of
The Salt-Stained Silence Between Us
I’ve spent ten years building a fortress out of spreadsheets, cold
The Golden Hour of Glass Hearts
I’ve spent ten years building a fortress out of spreadsheets and
The Coldest Night and Its Only Exception
I’ve spent ten years building walls that would make a fortress
The Salt of My Scars
The salt flats are blinding, a sterile white void that mirrors exactly
Saltwater Scars and Golden Hours
The city behind me is nothing but a blurred smudge of concrete
The Architecture of Sunlight
The sun is an invasive force, much like the city's
