Poetry.

My mind feels all intertwined,
like the whole rainforest hanging from their vines.
Like the day I hid from your thoughts,
hiding behind the bushes inside a cardboard box.
Your brain is like a kaleidoscope of different colors and dreams,
and you're just waiting for them to turn into reality instead of being make-believe.
I am determined to wrap you around my finger,
like thread around the spool you spin.
I will catch your attention, I will then begin to linger.
I am so determined, determined to not let you win.
I will leave you wondering inside yourself.
Because you left our anniversary picture on your dusty wooden shelf.
On the other end, I miss you because you are the easiest thing to miss.
I always knew I wouldn't leave, but you just had to insist.
Now hold on very tight to the things you shouldn't let go.
But let go easily of that come and go romance you meet at your next show.
Scream from your lungs like it's a party in the summer.
And when asked if you still need her, respond "I never once loved her."
The sunset you painted in your mind, it was so beautiful and yellow.
Just remember the dreams you had once your head has hit the pillow.