between the blankets of stars and the city lights, they met and instantly fell hard into the city below. tumbling towards something joyous, a familiar uncertainty they foolishly embraced.
but thinking back on such perfection later, when the distance was miles between, the memories were beginning to fade like old photographs and she was battling time and her flawed head to remember the curves of his face.
driving up the attic hills of her LA mind, searching for solidity amongst the imaginary boxes of discarded thoughts and memories.
perhaps it was all a dream,
something too good to be true
and not meant to last...
her mind was just taunting her now.
