bits and pieces to soak in.

Complicated

scratchesonapage:

There is a blue moment between sunset and sunrise
when all the messages on your homepage are outgoing
and you know it won’t be soon that the answer arrives

so you sit with your hands tied into fists 
and a mouthful of knots that you swallowed to your stomach

until a light comes on somewhere
and you feel less alone.

There is a piece of warmth in the wintry weather
when you can’t feel your fingers, or your ears, or your nose
but you stand on the corner, your pockets stuffed with hands
and watch your friend run down the street to meet you.

There is no hot chocolate in the world that could equal
the shine of a smile so happy to see you
that they walked through the snow and sleet to do it

and it was worth every step.

Sometimes there is no reason to be upset
so your mind fabricates one to keep you occupied
until your friends come back from nonexistence
to remind you you’re not alone.