I* remember the feeling of waking up for nothing The empty, gray taste everything had How I'd stare off Out windows Or across streets
I remember walking to the river And the grass not bending beneath my feet The current wouldn't change nor stop for me And I imagined it would always be this. Having everything I had always wanted right in front of me and it not matter
I remember being stuck in the rain and not getting wet
Watching Quietly accepting what was, and simultaneously not acknowledging what it meant.