Much like the soul : /04

Wandering Asbury Park

I've been trying to remember who i am

but, maybe he doesn’t exist anymore.
Maybe, I was never who I thought.
Just a ghost, a shadow, a thought….

Ft. // Self

“ I can see it again…….
Every other page there's something gone.
I need another reason to live, yeah.
I don’t even know how I lost it and now I'm sleeping with these dreams —
I can't stop playing in my head;
There's one in which I’m drowning and then
One where I'm beginning to start over new. “

—— The Dangerous Summer

she's dancing away into the night

Model: Brielle
Morristown, NJ
Words by Me

Oh, but this life, it's always fun in the minute. It's always fun when you're in a blur. You feel so alive, dancing in the night air. Waiting for the train to - anywhere but here.

But, this feeling... It won't last forever. And, you'll wake up feeling like death trying to piece all back together.

You'll remember small moments of freedom where you didn't feel so much like yourself, you'll remember the smiles from the night before as you try to put yourself back together.

And again, tonight, there you'll be under the platform lights - dancing into the night waiting for the next train, the next destination, the next....

And, doesn't she look so free dancing underneath those lights?