I don't know what I'm doing or what I'm writing or what I'm feeling but sometimes I just start thinking and thoughts come flying past me and I scribble them down but after the storm ends I'm unsure of what to do with them.
I don't know, I just need to write stuff right now.
When you thought you found the one,
after all this time,
after all the poeple that left,
and it turns out,
she loves someone else.
For when the rain comes,
and the hail,
and all hell is unleashed,
out of nowhere.