To those nights when night sheds light on the cavity within you...
When you realize the hours past are hours too far gone to be recollected; never to be caught; there will be no recycling of then for now... When your brain knows which way to go. And serendipitously, so does your heart but the "how?" purrs cooingly masking the crouching tiger hidden by a fog of uncertainties...
When tears form and dissipate at equilibrium because you cause tears and cry and accuse you of being the cage that holds you captive and the captor has no right to let saltwater down this face...
When you ache at the fact of tomorrow night being one of those nights because yesterday too was one of those nights.
When you realize the hours past are hours too far gone to be recollected; never to be caught; there will be no recycling of then for now... When your brain knows which way to go. And serendipitously, so does your heart but the "how?" purrs cooingly masking the crouching tiger hidden by a fog of uncertainties...
When tears form and dissipate at equilibrium because you cause tears and cry and accuse you of being the cage that holds you captive and the captor has no right to let saltwater down this face...
When you ache at the fact of tomorrow night being one of those nights because yesterday too was one of those nights.
I know I make it hard to do but,...
Stay bubbly!
TYB