“Blue white love” – Nayana Nair

As I wait for youin the back seat of your caralmost losing sense of my limbs and my scarsI smile – the sad smile I would never use when I am sober.I smile thinking,thankful,at least I am not crying and waitingin the trunk of some stranger’s car.I don’t necessarily love youbut I guess I loveContinue reading ““Blue white love” – Nayana Nair”