I found a letter on my floor. Black wax. An unbroken seal. The edges of the envelope neat. Not even a single crease. I can feel you through your lettering. More. A coffee stain in the upper-left corner, The smudge

I crumble completely when I feel your presence around. I’m not sure what’s so comforting about your stance even if you’re somewhere in the distance. You're almost like the wavering scent of warm, soft chocolate chip cookies fresh out of

I like black tea. Brewed to perfection. The sweet aroma wafting through the air, inviting me to come inside and sip the drink from my very own lips.  Only the tea-kettle stays on the stove with no one to brew

Something to fall in love with are someone’s mannerisms. A simple love language. I’ve learned from the way you slow down the speed of your steps at the sight of me behind you. All the times when I look away,