The Geometry of Open Arms: A Sheltered Storm
I walked forward into the sun, yet I was already drowning in
Paradox
The Echo of Unsent Letters
They say time heals all wounds. A curious notion, isn't
The Static Between Heartbeats
They say you can’t truly know a thing until it'
The Ghost in the Machine of Us
They say you never truly leave a place, not while a piece
The Static Between Heartbeats
They say the past is a foreign country, but mine feels like
Ephemeral Echoes
They say you can’t step into the same sea twice, each
The Tide Knows Your Secrets
The salt was a lie. It tasted precisely like regret, the same
