Sleep comes in a small bottle of clearless liquid.
Conversation comes in the silent call of a phone that never rings.
Laughter is a strange sound that falls on the ears.
Forgetfulness is an art in the course of remembering.
I should remember to forget.
Love is a feeling too scared to explore.
The voice is always too far away for the fingers to touch.
Questions are the answers one doesn’t want said.
Sadness is the coziest chair I ever sat on.
Choices are the most difficult decisions to never make.
Tears are the bookmarks at every event of my life.
Death is a photograph on the wall.