ᴀᴜɢᴜsᴛɪɴᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ⁞×

[neighbour neighbour]

it's raining in finland

or maybe finland rains

maybe he's crying, but he touches a finger to his cheek and it comes off cold and dry.

no tears then—but when was the last—

he's lonely. it's difficult to go outside and see other people, together, happy, laughing

he hates...couples...the most. because he still remembers that he barely goes up to his chin but it was perfect that way, he felt protected—

he lives next door. "across the street."

but some gaps are too far to bridge.

it really is raining in parts of finland. just ask my motivation.