so i'm back to the monotone narratives that started this whole blog... i'm ok for those of you who are wondering, love has a funny way of exposing itself. its the superglue in the cracks of life LOL... i have an image in my head right now that i can't quite verbalize... it'd be too easy to say love is the superglue of a broken heart... because its more than that...
anyway
Mad Cobra is playing on my speakers but i can barely hear it... i can't see the outside cause there are no windows around my desk, prison cell... i can still feel the fog, the glare of the lights exposes how dark it really is outside... its that "i want to break open the floodgates" dark, but its not going to pour... it'll drizzle slowly for hours...kind of like the heavens are trying to fight their tears...she's too proud to let us see her cry, but pride can't hide the pain in her eyes...
Jasmin Rose
