all this shit has left me with a clouded mind. or is it cloud nine? pretending today was a day and tonight was a night. it doesn`t matter it was mine. it was our own, and i wouldn`t trade it for anything but i`m not going to wade in it or wait with baded breath for it. those mornings we laugh for miles. mornings we`re asleep for days. the alcohol just couldn`t heal the wounds anymore and maybe i`ll mean this apology. wait, let me clear my throat. (enter sarcastic tone) i`m sorry! it`s just that when your elbows are on the pane and your face is pressed up against the glass looking at a world with no should haves or would haves or could haves, it`s bound to crash down. it`s bound to shatter. so we made maybe a word only whispered once. and maybe if the winter hadn`t killed the sunsent and maybe if the summer air hadn`t left you, i wouldn`t have needed to walk for miles chasing fireworks with these wide-eyed friends of mine. i swear it snowed in august! because home never felt this cold.