As my environment changes subtly, I realize that my dreams have formed a new reality. This strange lingering drives my mind in loops and time-holes. They entrap me in an invisible web of hope, mistrust, loyalty and legacy. A familiar faint silent vapor surges in every breath I take and clouds began to paint similar portraits.
Then I realize these twin eyes,
This vision I partake does not serve only me.
I realize that these eyes began
To dream not for one but two.
My regular drifting has been crowded, invaded
And saturated by similar clues.
Now I realize that, I am a fool.
-----, I think I have fallen in love with you.
