a feeling.

your hands, my hands. - sometimes i cannot tell the difference

you make everyone in my life. a blur.

everyone i have been with - a wrong mistake

i wish i made you my mistake. you are my right mistake.

when i saw your lips quiver

when i heard your voice break

it melted all the coldness

of the jail bars that i put up

you ask me and i cannot answer.

a tear falls from your hazel brown eyes.

you shower me with YOUR kisses.

-they are distinct. - yes.

i can feel your breath.

i hate myself.

i know not who i have become.

i know not who i want become.

and i suddenly hear socretes whisper in my ear:

"you know nothing"

-kcis