.. and there's no emo here.

Another scenario, a whole other sky.
I asure you, it has never exposed like this in my eye.
Heating up, cooling down, impressions.
6:am living with earth for a while.

I could bury myself between water and sand.
Knowing that i'd never feel you again.
I could join the mountains, feeding off trees.
I could pluck every flower i'd see.
Knowing you wouldn't come play with me.
I could breathe this constant hot breeze for the rest of my life.
I could erase ourselves and draw our names through the sky.
But i won't. You know why?