my humble 20s wishlist:
to chase coastal nights through sunroofs
to sleep with the balcony door open while my friends are in the garden
to hold eye contact on a porch
to waste a summer window-watching
to run a red light when there's a sixteen-year-old me in the passenger seat
to go insane, absolutely batshit crazy in love
to scream my name when they ask who's scared
to be so mesmerised by the sky i don't hear my bones breaking
to grieve days when cars were faster
to share a bed with the lingering presence of last july
to sit in silence with million things to say
to find purpose in losing my mind and in having hair fall on my face












