Theres a breeze slipping through my fingers, in my thoughts, like your scent it lingers splashing over me as though a cool drizzle cooling the mind's insistent sizzle beyond everything it's warm and soft, embracing my thoughts even when it's sharp or rips me apart I'd never let it go, my beating heart I'd go so soon, I'd fall apart oh, I'd told you, from the start
sighhh- slight vent school makes me feel stupid
