blah blah!

Biting the rain feels so redundant.
My words are lonely.
It's like your organs when you laughed,
I was the only one who could hear them.

Stability is nonexistent.
I knew what you meant when you said you weren't in the right state of mind.
I don't sleep anymore.
It seems wasteful.

Do you feel better?
I feel irrational.

a familiar disposition

You cried today.
I watched it.
Your eyes got pink.
I wasn't mad.

It was delicate.