The first time I lost faith and magic in the world was at the end of my first relationshipTables were thrown on the floor and guns pointed at himBroken were all of my toys. Shattered old technology on the floorA lamp, dead. VacillatingMy eyes, panicked and madYou, unpleasant then, shattered I swear I’m fighting with the day as itSlips away from me. Continue reading Human Relationships by Noémie Zumer