i always find myself drifting closer to you, i guess it’s an old habit of mine.
i feel yellow when you look at me, bittersweet and pastel. i still can't see through you. you are a sunrise and sunset. i don't want you anywhere near me yet i long for your presence. i got a dream catcher in hopes that it would stop the dreams of you from leaking into my mind at 3:14 am, and so far it's only missed one. i want it to be the other way around as it was before. you're curious but i'm not letting you in because my mind needs to stay clear, i don't need dark rain clouds again. that took up my whole existence. my bed doesn't need to swallow me up and pull me down like quick sand, that's why i got a new one.