Jasper Sloan Yip Parallel Lines
Light spills through Venetian blinds onto my skin and into my eyes, and I wake up from a lovely dream to a cold bed and the sound of the street, and the used mug on the counter says that you were up and then you quietly left me and my body in the arms of sleep with my nightmares waiting up for me
You could draw the worried look on my face from memory any day
You said, “Don't let me down, but if you must, then get it over with now because I love you – but it's not my fault that I love you – so don't f..ck me up.”
We are parallel lines the way we don't meet, but we're side by side. One day it will all be black, and some days I can't wait for that
I could draw the worried look on your face from memory any day
You've shown me that all other lines will cross paths only once in their lives and then part