our home, made of water

before our energies & bodies, we’re bumping into each left & right. but now, the three of us interact in this space with ease, with fluidity. here every moment, every motion just flows. it’s something that the three of us don’t talk about but it’s there. it’s tangible, soft and it’s very addicting.  

the viscosity is abundantly obvious when one of us is gone. there’s a lot of empty space. physically yes. but equally, a feeling. a hole in the river that’s meant to run through. 

same space. 

different space. 

i can’t imagine the emptiness she experiences when both of us are gone. it’s hard for us. because we both know that’s she’s the key. she’s where all that energy manifested. 

she keeps the river moving.