words are like snow. like honey. like petals and bones.
tossed into the air, stamped into the ground till they powder and drift.
i love you. i hate you. wonderful. terrible. forever.
words are like pebbles in our mouths. like glass. like shells.
they are frangible, crumbling, eternal.
i have a pen-friend, and her letters are just wonderful... there's something enchanting about words on rough, tangible paper.
if you'd like a penpal, please let me know! i'd love to write to you ♥
