I lay my head down. Another day gone, another morning to come. It all seems so repetitive, so God damn mundane. There needs to be a change, the sudden and overpowering flash of a light. Something bright and blinding, something to mix up the gray. Some sort of confusion, something that will change this day to day schedule.
That's where you come in. Something so new and blinding that I can't help but to be confused and surprised. Though I must say, I enjoy the feeling of never knowing what's coming next. Never knowing what's waiting around the next corner. What surprise will greet me around the bend. I'm always on the edge of my seat, poised to flee, but wanting to stay. My hands flutter uselessly by my side, ready to shield my face from the blow back. But until that moment when everything comes crashing down, I will remain here, waiting, watching, wanting. Wistful.
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