I carry a mask in my purse
for special occasions.
Turns out
wherever there’s people
there:
occasion

I wrote you down in detail
5 years ago

A character that came to life

I wrote a story once
And it had you in it
The pain
The confusion
The talent
You're scrapbook

And I swear I wrote you down
5 years ago
And I didnt know

I didnt know my words had this much power
And why did I write my and your life this sour

And this is a beautiful magical miracle
But a curse in disguise
I love this much power if I had power over my mind
But I dont want this much power
When a gray cloud is following my mind

And I wrote you
I detailed your detail to the detail
I swear I wrote you
5 years ago
And I dont know what to do with that

Thoughts purely consumed
With images of you.

The more I discover,
The less I think before I do.

Motivation is taken over
By the scent of your cologne
And press of your skin.

There was no warning
Before I fell hard.

Like the stars orbit the sun,
My free time is under your command.