I feel a pound in my heart around him
thumping so hard in my chest i wanna forget how i met him,
looking in his eyes, asking i wonder what parent he borrowed those from
my fist balled up in my palm the same palm that held my sanity
squeezed so tighly i managed to tear open my mind and find some emotions that werent supposed to exist like a button the could end my world
rubbing my fingers through his hair, while his head rests on my lap, putting his face to mine i realize i found madness. looking down at my feet i see see the clouds that have formed and the sky that im living in now
so pretty it is up here, looking at shining hopes and dreams, no sunscreen, as the only thing keeping me alive up here is the concealed imagination, my oxygen
yet so unreal this place is and the feelings that ive grasped
i love it up here
