fragile – j light MUSE

last moment

and there are moments and they are vast they are timeless and fragile glass and there were moments and they went fast filled with chaos and dense with mass and there is no moment that will last

you looked back once, again, and lastly you shot me daggers not like blades but like flames that made my paper heart flutter not like butterflies but like ash incinerating my fragile flickering, tissued, love lantern had you turned around you would have seen the pile on the ground the grey the dust the fragmentsContinue reading “turned around”