sometimes, you feel yourself being
                       ((trapped))
    behind walls that you’ve built for yourself.
and you
   just                                d
      keep
            r u n n i n g
      into                         n
   them.
you keep trying to fi
             the missing pieces of your
     fract/.ured         key
that will open the door to your
         ha       pp

          i         s.
              nes

the problem is, you lost the key before it even bro
             k
             e.
and sometimes you’ll find pieces
            until one day you’ll find one final piece
    and you’ll feel as if you’re floating on
            a             i             r.

BUT THE AIR IS POLLUTED AND SOMEHOW YOU FIGURE OUT
THAT THERE ISN’T ANY GLUE AND YOU NEED THE GLUE TO
COMPLETE THE KEY!

and then it all falls  a   p   a   r   t.

something that used to feel so ::right::
       now feels so incredibly x wrong x
and all the safety and comfort and happiness
                     you thought you felt is
                        g        o        n        e        .

it feels like there’s a       in your heart
                                  r  o
sharp and pointy       c  k      and it cuts you every second you live.
    
but you just keep telling yourself “i’ll get over it.”
              until one day you wake up and realise that
                        you’ll  n   e   v   e   r   be over it.

that’s how you can tell it’s l
                                                o            
                                                      v
                                                            e.