I walked through the shades of myself and I found two eyes staring back at me: green screens cracked by brown lines, light coming out like suns.
I walked through the shades of myself and I found you, cold hearted, past sorrow laying on your sight. Tho, you smiled to me; I’ve never felt so much love and loneliness. I wanted you so hard. You were me and I was you, so I made a choice: because you’re mine, I walk the line.