I crawl into my bed and wipe away the tears
No amount of sweet, reassuring words can rid me...

Heat floods off the grey sidewalk,
Distorted lines rising higher and higher...

Woods surround me, a lack of animals unusual
As I trample through dry leaves and over black...

Hollow steps echo off the ground
As words hang in the air...

It's been a night of confessions and words
That leave me gasping for a breath in a dark room...

With a kiss goodbye, one that lingered on my lips,
Three very long, hectic days spread out before me...

So many months of promising a meeting,
One where I am able to get lost in the green...

I sat there and shook,
No one there to see...

I wipe the fog off the mirror,
Hoping that it is the only reason my reflection is...

Lavish is the grass in which I find myself laying,
Staring at the sun, however not golden...

Take your things,
No goodbyes...

The feelings trample over each other
As they register in my mind...