day 180

I used to have such big dreams and I dreamed of growing hands until my fingertips learned to kiss them all. I kept them all far away and out of reach so I would never have to stop thinking. I will call this lazy, or I will wish I just didn't want to say goodbye. There is a reason behind all the madness. There are clouds ready to be shaped into mirrors, beds, and futures. I keep you distant. I keep you all distant. I don't know what I want, where I want to be, or any of that. I just have an idea that I prolong and stretch. If the bond is meant to last, it will not shatter. This has become my peace of mind for the past year.