Written by Jacob Ibrag
He tried to appreciate the
good, flooding out the inevitable.
Looking at her, couldn’t help wonder
when his world would crumble. Natural
deterioration. Murphy’s law was waiting.
Planning a heist to replace his heart with
deep gravity. Crawling into his insides,
taking over his memories. Destroying
everything he’s built in a instant. He
rejected it, ‘I’ll fight for that smile
till there’s nothing left of me.’