delsyiujkm

it's like memories
pouring from my ears
and onto the floor
settling in a puddle
shapes float by
your face
your touch

it's like looking into a mirror
and not seeing yourself
eyes pull you closer
ouch
thats hard

it's like stepping on air
moving through space
pudding
but it still hurts to fall

it's like alphabet soup
on my screen
wouldn't taste good

it's like your hands
around my neck
the music
in my head
the bed sheets
dissapearing

and it's getting
harder
and harder
to
type.