Falling faster for futuristic friendships…
An alliteration of asthmatic differences.
To be satisfied by whom?
To characterize… To slightly…

Slightly….

Trailing off and beyond never cried so harsh,
Never woke by herself.
And never wished for her dreams to not be so.
Never did….

For as dreams may be prints,
And hopes may leave shadows,
Caring never succeeded in paving a path;
A path to wade through the levels,
And master simplicity.

So I dream…
Thinly scattered…
Color-faded and rearranged on my own,
By the expectations of purity.
And love.