I dreamed of getting over you…

Often waiting for you in stillness is far better than searching for you in empty crowds. When I’m in my own head in the midst of a horrendous road-traffic and you’re trying to retrace your steps to where you left me, The garden statues watch over us with ghost-filled eyes and too many sins toContinue reading “I dreamed of getting over you…”

Design a site like this with WordPress.com
Get started