I drown in the red pool of love that spills down my cheek. I taste the salt on my lips and feel the heat in my green eyes. Did you exist before I learned how to dream? For one night of peaceful sleep I'd give up my shadow and the dark thoughts it carried. I look out the window, pretending to forget where I am. I long to forget who I was, not knowing how I even got here. Setting myself up for my greatest fall, I never lived so low. Never loved so hard, never gave up so much. Fading far away into a past where life's a lesson that was ignored for the sake of living in a moment that raised me higher than I was ever capable of achieving on my own. A beautiful subconscious dependence. Thickest walls fell with the greatest of ease, feathers drifting like rose petals. A dozen black roses hanging from your window, like the memories of your forced love.
7/6/2003
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