November 10, 2015
You are a fever dream, you keep running with nowhere to go. You always manage to find someone to run after you. You leave these people behind, weak, spent, delirious, and unreasonably hopeful for your return. Your eyes are the color of sunlight and you sound like a song, you move like lightning, you strike like a bullet. One look at you and someone will know you are wrong for them, and yet they gravitate towards you as if you are everything that's right. You spend your life like this, you give people hope, and ruin them all at once.