to meditate on ohm.
you ask me how it feels to look into your eyes.
sometimes it feel like looking for a raindrop in a clear sky.
you tell me you wish you could see inside of me
I’ve looked inside of you, there’s nothing.
you ask me what i think being in love means.
it means that suddenly your scared to be lonely.
it means that all you can think about is losing it.
but maybe that’s not love.
and maybe this isn’t you doing the asking.
maybe this isn’t nothing.
but i say love is what i feel.
and i stay.
you ask me my opinion on global warming.
i say something has to fill the void
that coldness is creating in our hearts.
at least something makes our stomachs turn.
you turn you head.
and i stay.