fall

[Ragga_Wh0re]

As I smoked my clove ciggarette and looked down upon the world below,i felt even smaller then things appeared from the 13th floor of your building.
That crisp fall night/morning air sent shivers down my spine,and Ive never felt more alone with someone there.
I just wanted to crawl beneath your bed covers and be greeted by safe embraces,not unsure touching by unfamiliar hands.
The seagulls began to rise with the sun and I longed for home,not the one I have now but the one from before.
Maybe thats where I went wrong,trying to find home in you,them,him,and her.
Maybe it`s just the feeling i was after,or the idea,rhymes with will do.
I dont wanna play charades anymore,come to think of it I should probabally quit smoking too.
Inhaled the last puff of that bittersweet ciggarette and flicked it out the window.
Watching it fall reminded me of a shooting star...madly burning away,slowly fading into the atmosphere.