Space ship

Distance

The sea. The smell of fish. The smell of the sea. Sand under my feet. Sunsets. Rain. The smell of cities after it rains. The cinema. Popcorn. Being warm and being cold. Sleeping. Waking up. Sex. Eating. Music. Music I know. Music I’d forgotten about. Music I’d never heard before. Onions. Animals. Dreams. These are things I miss. I re-read …

Night time

Brutal Seconds

My heart felt as heavy as a motorway. For months. And the unforgiving minutes, the first brutal seconds, of the days I woke up in the weeks that followed, were creasing. As I opened my eyes, I would not imagine she was next to me, but just simply forget that she was no longer there. It felt like the opposite of life, …