Sometimes, I feel like I’m just thinking about my feelings instead of actually experiencing them. I only really feel one lonely feeling that is frustration. I feel that and think other emotions. I can't tell you exactly how i feel because it's always the buzzing that shakes my heart. Like the noise on an old TV. Black and white, giving the hallucination of the middle grey. always stuck in the middle. As long as I remain in this in-between space, I struggle to express anything meaningful.

و اما عشق سوختن و ساختن می‌طلبد

کی میتونه جلو
سبز شدنتو بگیره؛
وقتی
ریشه هات از قلبت
جون میگیرن.

When your heart is like a library book
Pages torn by those who wanted parts
I look at her and wonder how one could
Want a piece, not everything

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