solaricist

It’s like I’m not really here sometimes. I’m neither seen nor heard. I go through the motions. I’m just here for now. Temporarily.

I want to be. But I probably don’t.

I don’t want to buy you. I don’t want to fuck you.

I want to look into your eyes and see you.

I want you to see me. I want you to see me with all my faults and fears and imperfections, and I want to see yours.

And I want us to accept them.

Look into my eyes and see me, and let me see you.

Put your heart next to mine. And say fuck it, let’s do it.