visions of us sitting on a curb downtown talking about life.neither one of carry any cares, atleast not when we are together. Walking through foot traffic. Trying my best to keep up with you cause I walk alittle more cautiously, glimpse into your eyes as you reach out to bring me to your pace.finding a good place to stare at the sky together, no words needed cause we feel each others. She feels me… I feel her. Its mutual. She giggles in comfort… the comfort she feels near me… dear to me is the feeling she has… gives me a sense of purpose…drift off into a daydream and wake up alone… she is somewhere I need to be. I’m losing her in hindsight… but I can feel she is waiting for me… moving in my direction…reaching out for me. She is trying to touch me… feel my pulse… but she can’t. Cause she can’t find me… she will never find me… because I lost myself… somewhere between reality and a day dream. She tells me she doesn’t care about me and I believe. I gave her no reason to care for me. I don’t share my candy with her.I don’t laugh at her jokes. I should probably leave I tell her after struggling to find her… sharp pain to my face wakes me from what I thought was harsh reality but actually was unnoticed napping… bestfriend tells me I dosed off while daydreaming. Sometimes i think we are in love… but we are bestfriends…I guess..
Kyle Jackson Art
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