I thought this could be fun—just writing whatever words come to me and seeing if it ends up meaning anything. Ready? Set? Go!
I think I found a moment where nowhere is somewhere. And someone is no one.
And eyes cannot see and legs cannot move.
His lips have managed to lose me inside a twisted atmosphere. The beats of my heart do not interfere with the feeling of his whispers against my willing ears.
From all of the limitations of what’s right and what’s wrong. I lose count of my past demons and find count in my current mistakes. Ohhhh but could a mistake taste so sweet? Nevermind what the world has told me of this person who is no one yet I now see as someone. I will find a way to make sure this moment doesn’t pass.
Before my mind reminds me that nowhere’s never last.