How ironic, isn't it? That the most peaceful and pleasant thing in life is sleep, and it is the only thing more similar to death that exists. It reminds us of the delicate balance between life and death, and how sometimes, the line between the two can seem surprisingly thin.
-Every night, we got a glimpse
YOU ARE READING
CONJOINED
PoetryFor him, when he hugs me, he makes me feel like I'm coming home after a long day at work.
