No matter how astray the becoming might be, I’ll never search for the old in me.
MIRA R. ARIDINo matter how astray the becoming might be, I’ll never search for the old in me.
MIRA R. ARIDII want to fold you into my book, like a petal, so that you’d never leave.
MIRA R. ARIDIIf there’s anything I’ve learnt so far, it’s that to love others, you should give them space to breathe.
MIRA R. ARIDII’ve experienced departure far too much to have the courage and call anyone my own.
MIRA R. ARIDIOf all the lies I’ve lived, and all the lies I’ve been told, the lies I told myself hurt the most.
MIRA R. ARIDII’ve come to see that life does not only exist where you do. There’s sense of life here too.
MIRA R. ARIDILay your head on mine and let me breathe you instead of air.
MIRA R. ARIDII run from my thoughts of you and meet them in my dreams.
MIRA R. ARIDIA year has passed, and even after all that has changed, I know one thing hasn’t. I still want you.
MIRA R. ARIDII got used to temporary things. I’m afraid I might not want anything permanent at all.
MIRA R. ARIDIMaybe if you hold me tight, our love won’t be as shallow.
MIRA R. ARIDII close my eyes and I see you. I open them, and I’m blind.
MIRA R. ARIDIYou touch me and a thousand different particles come alive beneath my skin.
MIRA R. ARIDIWhere once there were a few houses between us, now there are seas.
MIRA R. ARIDIYou float underneath my eyelids – a dream I never seem to get enough of.
MIRA R. ARIDIWe reshape our memories into uglier versions because it’s hard to forget them while they’re still beautiful.
MIRA R. ARIDI