my mouth tastes of the bitterness from cigarettes while sweetness fills my tastes buds from the last lick of my lollipop
i sit and wonder if tomorrow will be bright and exciting or will it be stressful and undesirable.
as i sit the wind calmly blows and brushes against my skin as if its telling to let everything go, and it will take all my worries away. it ends in a second.
as though my chances were too late, and i now have to carry my own burdens and mistakes until it'll come again.

sunday december 11th 2011 11:47 pm