little things and big things.
i hide a lot of my stuff. and a lot of myself.
my back ache. to much tension everywhere.
the air is thick.
concrete thickness. water thickness.
thickness of lonely nights.
near the sea. with the waves and the crabs at sight.
we made ourselves pearl necklaces. and we tried to kiss.
half naked and half cold
we made our way through town.
we were proud, i remember.