Welcome to my WRECKTANGLED world, where everything I want resides.

Mind.3

I don’t know you, not even your name. Still, I like you. But i guess this is sayonara. I haven’t seen you for a couple of days. I’ll never be able to see you again. I’ll never see those curls (oh, and the band that sits on them), those eyes, your gait. All the images of you will be left in the summer rain. I have to. It’s a precaution. You see, I’m really vulnerable. I might break and there’ll be no one to fix me. *Laughs* How pathetic.

Mind.2

Please, don't start a fight.
I'm so weary of this routine,
And I'm ready to break if it ever begins.
So, please don't start a fight.
Rekindle the flame, and we'll never be the same.
So, please don't start a fight.
I've been wanting to rest.
I hope you won't protest and try to start a fight.
Let us calm our nerves because that's what we deserve.
Let's just peacefully sleep tonight.
So I give you a hug, on your forehead, a kiss.
Then, I whisper to your ear,
"Hon, have a very good night."

End