i wonder

is the blue that i see, every time i look up, the same blue that you see? is the sweet smell, of the breeze in the rain, the same one that you smell when you're caught without an umbrella?

it seems like i'm thinking about you when i shouldn't. maybe it's because i don't see you around. i want to send you a text message, but i'm lost for words. i want to ask you out, but i don't know how.

i'm here. but i feel small. so small. how could this trouble seem so big. so big. the maples in the wind blows bright orange, the clouds in the sky still absolute pearly. every single thing i see, is a reminder of you.


+listening to: hidden track by pearl jam