if falling in love is falling and loving you is hitting the ground —
i’d want to spend the rest of my days thudding and getting up to jump again.
soon is such a bitter paraphrase if it deemphasizes a long or intangible period of time until something you long for takes place -
if it means tomorrow though, bitter becomes sweet and you can not help but wanting your mouth and lips to form this syllable over and over again —
khat - the flooding
apparat - goodbye
as in physically ill? not at all - i’m well and sound. thanks for your concern, though. merely too busy lately with projects and work and life to maintain this blog as i did before. i apologize.