I love driving.
I love speeding in a car.
Everything around me seems to change. The trees blur into odd shapes. The snow falls down in horizontal lines. It's all being warped by time. And I find that beautiful. How the speed I'm going at can change the way I see the world. My surroundings melt into one another.
I think that, it's a lot like love. Love is never clear lines. Love is never distinct colors or shapes. Love is movement. Love is a rainbow of colors, some that may not be known to the ordinary eye. Love is like you're on a constant high. I think love resembles what I see out of my window, as I speed down the highway.
You can never tell if it's positive or negative. You can never tell if it's black or white. You can never tell if its ligt or dark. Life is mesured by time. If you move slowly, your life will be plain. If you move fast, your life will be a multitude of indefinite colors and shapes and touches.
Your emotions will change too, and it's okay if their not all good. Cry. Scream. Laugh. Smile. go outside and drive. See things in a new light.
Hey Internet :) I'm so sorry I haven't posted in so long, I've been kind of lacking inspiration. This is more of a happy note, since I realized that lots of my poems are kind of depressing... oops. Also, can we talk about Zayn's new album for a second? It's amazing and I'm so so proud of him. Anyways I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Don't forget to vote and comment, talk to you soon <3
