"You never happen to go through something.Intention does."
instead of stalking on me.
before flushing me out.
There never was a life without a reason. If there were, it must have ended as a suicide.
You happened to me so unusually, lifting me up instantly and then grounding me gradually.
How modest and
How vague is it!
You thought you could get over it.
But it ain't that easy.
Sky is going nowhere.
You have to pass through me
and happen to me over and over.
I am going nowhere.
This is going nowhere.
Check yourself before you say;