Footsteps
Written by Jacob Ibrag Yesterday you whispered goodnight to him, lying that you’ll be there in the morning. Planning andContinue Reading
Tag: Thoughts
The Now
Written by Jacob Ibrag I think I’m gonna stop playing concerts. Immediately after I get on stage, faces are transplanted withContinue Reading
Familiar
Written by Jacob Ibrag Can’t swim, and yet I don’t mind drowning in her hazel cryptic eyes. Feel like I’ve known herContinue Reading
Please
Written by Jacob Ibrag Please don’t tell me that things will get better. I don’t want that. I don’t want those lies.Continue Reading
Sense
Written by Jacob Ibrag He asked her how she knew that he was her one. She panned her head towards himContinue Reading
Eyes + Words 