i keep asking will i ever enjoy town?

an eagerness to please and an apology for living
high times

i always forget that i'm a passionate learner.

it has been so good, sitting in a class,
sipping on green tea, getting up early.

and tonight i come back to a safe place,
to a sweet face and the smell of no fear
nor heavy breathing.

no need to pretend here.
what about that.

this is so obvious

there is no point in speaking truth that brings the worst