by SweetPo3d

Created on: September 28, 2009

See, you-

you're the type that would like water if it were dryer

or the cold if it were hotter.

You could sit inside and watch the rain fall.

Me-

I don't recall the last time I opened an umbrella.

I wish water were wetter

and don't think heat could ever change me.

I've melted on occasion

and remain, reassembled.

Though I don't recall what was there in the first place.

My dreams are only so deep!

I could write forever

and you promised to hear me out.

It's just us now,

I need you to call me crazy.

I need to fight

Scream at the top of your lungs

and tell me what you think of me

It's mostly hazy up 'til now.

I only catch you in my dreams these days

I guess most don't catch you at all

Do you see my face anymore?

Do you hear my voice between breathes?

It's hard to function when someones taken over your thought process.

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