©CNirvana
model: the ever perfect Red~
great care to swerve to the right
then back to the left
debating with this necessity to slow down
watching carefully as the arrows point in the wrong direction
maybe I am a figment of your imagination
but sometimes I feel far too real
this trajectory for all others
stagnating the one who needs it most
I put myself to bed for fear of need to sleep
and as the clocks fall back
my dreams fly forward
I'll never hold you again like that day




