As I entered, momentarily gazing/ at the many faces of those seating/ on the vehicle I would settle/ until our destination was reached
I have had the pleasure to read Rupi Kaur's books, "Milk and Honey" and "The Sun and Her Flowers."
There are not enough words that can help you to see what sort of a person that you are to me
this merciless continuity
that brings us to our stagnancy
I lost track of time
The world became a blur