It’s true: Nothing comes from nothing.


My new phone banner reads, You’re not how I roll. I think I sometimes wished you were. I tried to roll with you as long as I could. It’s a shame. Almost 6 months together and nothing to show for it. Almost 6 weeks apart with the same result. My gift is trying to salvage something from nothing. From this relationship. From my damaged mind. Results rarely vary. Love is biodegradable and fleeting. Vanishing almost instantaneously.