sleeping in the middle of the day less depressing. It's the comfort of
sharing something so solitary and lonely, and by doing so, turning it
into something soothing and beautiful. I crave these cradled slumbers.
Some appetites go unsatisfied and better yet, some need to be left
unfulfilled.
I hate necessity cases.
Speak now or forever hold your peace in pieces, Janaye. Let someone
into your solitude, even if it's only a second.