I can't help it, there's honestly no reason for it, but my heart seems as though it could break at any moment. I feel alone, when I know I'm not. It feels like the skies are darkest black, no not black, a bleak, miserable gray. Not the good kind of gray from a winders day, but the kind when the earth is the drabbest color of brownish-gray and the sky is little better. My head tells me to look outside at the beautiful blue sky and shining golden sun, it is warm. My heart tells me that may be so, but for all the golden sun and blue sky, it is brown and gray.
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