Stream of Thoughts...
Thoughts and
ideas
flew throughout my head,
As days went by
The higher they would fly.
That one person
had the same thoughts.
Both of us racing
To know what eachother thoguht.
My ideas were the same,
And we were all confused,
So we talked around
the big wall of pain
Only to discover security,
And that we are sane.
So now we should
Atleast I believe,
We will grow close
Not only emotionally
But as friends,
And now I understand
Why the glass was stained.