met you in the
waiting
room,
where that big hand
never moves
and our tears don’t
run anymore
four drained
eyes
aimed at the
floor.
hands in the garden
reflection + romance + release
met you in the
waiting
room,
where that big hand
never moves
and our tears don’t
run anymore
four drained
eyes
aimed at the
floor.
hands in the garden 
Sublimely written my friend 🖤
shit gets real, heh. Thanks
Always welcome my friend 🖤