Warm Tea and Weary Eyes
This is for the ones who stay up at night, with their hearts in their throats and the sea pouring from their eyes.
This is for the ones with their hearts full of love, day full of light that reconnect with themselves through words.
This is for the ones who need support, love, sadness, something to relate to. Words to think about. Thoughts. Whispers. Words unsaid.
This is for any and all. It's not refined. I don't think anything particularly special.
This is just a collection of my thoughts, often over running my mind while I hold a cup of tea with my weary eyes.
This is the uncensored sadness, the held back frustrations, moments and memories of joy, appreciation, love and longing.
This is for my friends, my family, my acquaintances, my strangers. That you're not alone, that you are loved.
Every 'chapter' will not be particularly long, sometimes a paragraph, sometimes a sentence, sometimes a word. I just wanted to create something completely unrestrained, something coming completely from my heart, and something that's sole purpose isn't only to impress other people, but something simply existing, because it can.