A tadpole die when the rain started to drop. I was told to act like an adult when I am already older than a teen. Three black and white shoe laces are drenching in the purple rain.
A fish told me HE is always around me, in my dream. In the other corner of the road. Walking pass the kitchen window. Reading the same book as me. Or listening to the same song. Imagining my existence.
It was just a dream. Dreams are said to be opposite with real life. I know. And it might sounds so cool to drop a dream since he is not anywhere around.
Two parallel lines cannot meet but what if dimensions keep my little secret for me?
I saw that purple fish again.
3 comments:
you really think that you're jimmy ar?
btw, ur "Johnnies" seem to be very cold tonight.
Everything seems weird yet makes so much sense...
how come ur posts all abit senget-ed towards love thingies wan?
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