myarmistice.

agoraphobia,

comfort me or cover me or come for me. after that i got nothing left to say because the honesty that i mean by those words are all i ask and you in the basics of my mind are more than words.

why,

i had dropped it and instead chose to wait, just because i had forgotten that one feeling that was kind of like a white sky.

everything in its right place,

meaning everything was meant to happen when it did because it was at that right moment, and everything came upon me when i least expected it. some type of message from this 21st century lols, you know.basically while i waited for that other i was afraid of the thought to be left

dry by it but i came to a foreground 'till i became the one to follow it.

seven,

significant because of the day i was born on. to be completely honest though, its been a number of many attractions in my eyes and mind.for no reason too. but its funny how my back reminds me of the number VII.yet it also represents the one thing that means the most.

soul,

i cant get out of what im into with you. shit happens though. so i guess mwhahaha. and since there is time it is ironic that the way it played out was shocking especially since life was moving on.yet i faltered with moving in time and became hollow from ones entrancement. who would have thought two rings that connect to sit side by side with one another horizontally would take me over, and yet again from a distance it was always was there.

my girl,

whoever that is knew. whoever it is was not that sun in my life instead was that moon,light.the bluish glares received allowed me a taste.or an experience while dropping me into the reality of fantasism.things seemed to moving like those clouds from the sky of white filled with that orb;alive.call it fate or destiny. call it what you want really, but after seven comes those horizontal rings.

why not,

change is always and forever more.

peace.