(044) the sky is flashing brilliance

the sky is wishing me good luck. the sky is flashing brilliance. it won't let me apologize for not looking at it all day. i'm doubting there will ever be a time like that again - when the world would spin so slow, you were obsessed with every detail. there i was - daydreaming and drifting into an endless oblivion of fear and assumption - where nothing was real and every thought was irrational... where only i and no one else could see. i finally woke up, but i was lost. you were in my heart, but then my heart slowly died.