I am trying my best.
When I need to, I hide in the depths of blankets and in deep thoughts of living in a forest with you in a small wood house.
You are doing your best too, I see it.
Making coffee in the early hours, feeding the cat her food, huddling with me in the cold as we wait for a parade.
We’ve remained soft around our edges, we’ve let light and colour in our home. I feel found, I’ve found more comfort in that forest. We’ve grown older and fonder.
Remember when we said hello?
The views expressed in the texts do not necessarily represent the views of the artist.