This isn’t for you to understand. But at the very least, I hope it sounds good.

A part of me longs for something that is safe and warm. But all I have is not enough, And potential is wasted hope. Clouded minds have oceans leaking into me. But none have been the change to the weather and the sea. I’ve learnt that what we are and what we need, are different things. Not always, but enough of the time. – Kata Continue reading This isn’t for you to understand. But at the very least, I hope it sounds good.