Hold the card in play and know it is more than a game. Heart tamed from desire but finding home within a star. Watch my hands point towards you. Vivid petals parted to find your scent invigorating. Textures drawn and felt by such illustrations. I hold you close as you are. Queen of my heart.
Your phone is your friend. Your social media is your friend as well. The love and hate relationship we build upon these common topics in today’s age. I remember writing about my detox and my departure from social media. I even remember the times I had no “smartphone”. A 17-year-old without a phone except for