the thing about him is that he just write because words coming out of his mouth isnt a good combo he not necessicrarly mad but but its a neccessity to speak so that he doesnt speak to her horribly not to fuel the flames of unstability, but crystal clear dialogue between the two parties. he believes in her but doesnt wanna stop trusting, he worries if his respected enough to continue on or is it just .....

its not you its me

he catches sundrops as they trickle off leaves and gerber petals in his hands and rubs it into his skin as a cure all for all that he thinks about to himself, selfish amongst the wordsmiths comprised internally, the deviation for which one should speak in majority, which one is called upon.or none. Does his silence speak for him or is in a shout in muffled ear a congested heart, and a forgetful mind. expires the times of wondering why and renews his sense of carelessness to his own heart. to be careless of how its chooses to love, as it struggles to regain a conscienceness about all the things it once believed all the things that made its cheek muscle contract in such a why that it exserts happiness , if it could actually do such a thing if it could actually be fearless to the bullies upstairs and be passionate with itself. when it decides to write what is it trying to say it that all that it once proclaimed if its fiction or the opposite or is he just dumb enough to believe in himself because with his fools ambition he continues to write feel love and fall as the only machine driven through his propetual emotion

Space

starry eyed he cries supernovas as he tries to figure whats worst a blackhole for a heart or a collapsed one. they both seem bad in any situation .does the weight of the world seem the same in zero gravity?for him it still seems too much. traveling on a milky way walking haley comet as his pet he is dragged around his neighborhood, a place were no one can hear you scream infinite darkness and the occassional space being and tears dont fall they splash up to remind him of his sorrow, its looks as a he cracks a smile out, stonefaced this moon man stays the same .but as sure as the sunshines upon the earth his orbit brings him right back to where he started and its pull it is to great and he is stuck in this space. He whats to feed his happiness but its all dehydrated