Don’t get lost, my love.
That’s what she said- that night I hit the pillow and I slept like I was dead. I guess the way she said it really got into my head, because the moment I fell under swear my heart was made of lead.
I awoke, with thoughts of how she spoke, I tried to clear my mind but where there’s fire there is smoke. So don’t get lost, my love, but if you do, know it’s okay. It may feel like a labyrinth but life is just a maze.
Words and photography by Dave Krugman, @dave.krugman on Instagram.