The clouds have disappeared right before our eyes.
We take cover in brick buildings to hide from the sun.
We're all so silly.
i spilled paint on my hands again, i think it was red and blue.
i slept awhile and in my dreams i told a million lies,
You never forgave me, because You never knew.
What dirty hands, i have.
i woke up a few days later-
'Why are all of the trees crooked?'
i like it a bit.
i am comforted by the colors of the sky, but i dont know if i am sleeping.
i wish i were the wind, and You could be the rain-
we could move each other and not be sad.
Someday i may speak..
But i am too tired right now.

~Kayla

my gf wrote this a while back, i thought it was amazing and i should put it here