I.
I can’t love you
anymore.
I lose sleep
over the look
in your eyes.
I cannot love
the darkness.
It is too
dangerous.
There is void where I stand
on the edge
when I sit
next to you.
I can’t love you
anymore,
but
I always will.
I can’t love you
anymore.
I lose sleep
over the look
in your eyes.
I cannot love
the darkness.
It is too
dangerous.
There is void where I stand
on the edge
when I sit
next to you.
I can’t love you
anymore,
but
I always will.
Chloe Nostrant is the managing editor and creative director for Raconteur. She is a photographer by trade and a writer at heart. She lives in Livingston, Montana with her Gordon Setter and Griffon.