What if high school wasn't a thing.

& if mirrors showed one's true reflection or if graduation wasn't until next year and goodbyes wouldn't feel as staggering.

What if the world somehow decided it didn't want to be here anymore.

What if the ocean was made from the salt infused tears of our eyes crying for loved ones lost in war with a fighting chance to be remembered. 

What if the sky decided to clear it's storm but no one would be here to see it. 

What if life became something but a myth or what if love was supposed to be anything but the jackets offered. The doors opened. The smell of cologne.. Loved so much you could be heard from the mountain tops on that rock that tipped and swayed but when we fell, the lights gave us the power to reach down and pull each other up. 

What if love was just a feeling and nothing more. 

What if things didn't need to end. Like the way caterpillars say goodbye to their cocoons and little babies to their womb.

We sat on an electric chair.
 Disguised as a couch counting down the days until sudden death. 

I was clueless.
 But we were so comfortable. Like a spring only pushing down on my mind raced so colorful in this world only to prove I'm not insane. 

To prove that we're all a little insane.

But so what i've had my heart broken.
Once...
or four times.

The feelings I felt lying nights in bed alone, but could still feel touch. The longing and the ways my hair fell so effortlessly to the ground as we slept.

What if the world froze over and the ice bled through damaging so deep into our hearts.. 

With outstretched arm & shattered mind, It probably would've hurt less.

But what can I say. We're all on the verge of insanity. Because when the night went dark, so did I.