I felt the cool rain strike my warm face,
Stinging.
Mixing with warm tears.
A distance of a thousand years,
The time of a million miles.
A bursting heart within a barren soul.
Contradiction.
Two hearts, two minds, two lives
joined as one,
Suspended.
A perfect world in a shattered glass bottle,
To be looked upon and repaired…
Tommorow.
The Earth cries for me.

~Kryson