It’s interesting how trusting yourself can transform you.

Your walls are proving hard to

break in and out

I can’t tell if you’re in or out

Wish you would think aloud

I don’t know what’s allowed

Say can you feel me now

— Tanerelle

I’d fallen. Blindly. Unexpectedly. For a man that I couldn’t have. Again.

There was something in his gaze that I, to this day, still have trouble defining… It was as if he knew something, some deep secret that he was withholding.