I’m open, you’re closed.
Where I follow, you’ll go.
I worry I won’t see your face…
Light up again.
Even the best fall down some times
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the dark that fills your mind…
experimental stream of consciousness writer who may or may not be a liar. sanest person you've ever met but i'll look you in the eyes like a computer eating magnets. what i don't know about you, i'll make up. and you'll still love me because you don't know where i went that moment you swore i disappeared. my moods chase the seasons and i hear it makes an interesting read. i like smelling good.