Don’t tell me of your love.Tell me you’ll leave tomorrowand stay a day more.Move an inch closerwhen I take your name.Let me not believe you sometimesand smile when I do.I don’t want love,but I will try to want it,if you try to want me slowly and cautiously.When you put on that random radio stationlet meContinue reading ““Random Radio” – Nayana Nair”
god, don’t give me the ideal.i have lived here too long.now i can’t seem to loveanyone who is not a bit mean,who doesn’t bite back. i seem to only have the appetitefor unsure feelings.i can only tolerate to hugsomething that is breaking,a breaking that nothing can stop or change. and on the nights when iContinue reading ““appetite” – Nayana Nair”
Slowly, I am killing myself. One drop at a time. With each drop of time that leaves this life, I observe helplessly but still having control. Any second, I can save myself. But I choose not to. Everyone dies anyway. Everyone is dying this same death.