Before I begin I know this probably wont' be good because it is indeed just my emotions splayed on a page. I thought I would get it out there though.
Rushing streams
wake my subconscious
from it's colorful paintings.
Memories of why
I'm awake again
control my movements.
New messages?
Yes...
a flooded mind leads to tears.
Together?
Or not?
Not.
Eyes stare
eyes read
mind closes.
Does it click?
No.
Minds change, appology accepted.
Next night,
together?
No.
