Lying against a brick wall I gaze at the stars above me. twinkling, singing stars shimmering about, gaily dancing in the night sky. I loudly laugh at my thoughts. for what sane person would think about such?
An insane person I look towards the familiar sound to see my nightmare in flesh and blood. A devilish smile of promiscuousness, his body moving with cat-like grace. He leans his face inches from my own commanding me with a single word, forget. and for a little while, I did
Insane, is what he described me as. But i prefer the term, open minded.