It's funny that I have an amalgam of emotions whenever you come to mind. There are waves of joy, lines of anger and circles of a certain four-letter word. I look at myself in the mirror and all I imagine is your eyes staring back at me. As I leave for school, I am searching for an indication, any sign that you're around. All I get is a picture of you in my head. I am in no control of the environment, I simply go with what my mind is cruising to. I sway with my emotions crashing to the rocks of uncertain possibilities.
I know I should stop. And stop I will, when I finally erase that picture of you.