pRaEsEpe

I have one nickle left in my right pocket. I flip it over, and over. In my pocket, at a calming pace, no one can see.

It's playing Yellow in my ears. This is the only song left. I can't find my old Coldplay. I miss listening to the old Coldplay, makes things imperative.

 "...for you, I'd bleed myself dry."

The most effective sentence of all time.

                                                                           I love.

                                                                                    The heart is drenched.