catcch22
a canvas of colours
representing emotions
a canvas of photos
representing lives
smiles
tears
hugs
poses
a canvas of petals
flowers
trees
grass blades
a canvas of you and me
Can I predict what's going to happen today, tomorrow, yesterday? Can you?
But then, would you want to?
he held my hand the whole
time
and never let go
although that was just in my head
a turn of the head a change of intonation
we stood 3 ft apart the whole time
but there's time
there's time
she's fucking weird.
why does she keep looking at me?