The Puzzle I've lost myself in a room a room that is my mind the doors are closed and the windows shut scattered puzzle pieces on the ground my mind is like this puzzle so complex with jagged edges it

I'm not sure when it happened. Falling in love, that is. I've never believed in all that love at first sight bullshit, but a part of me wonders if it was during the first encounter. Falling into those

I hadn't slept this well in months. I was not uncomfortable. Actually, my bed seemed to be the most comfortable thing that I have ever been in. However that might just be my sleepy mind being dramatic.

I remember smoke. Everywhere that I look, it filling my lungs with the poison as I try and breathe. The intoxicating dark clouds surround me as I attempt to escape the flames that nip at my soiled clothes.

I wish to be a bird in the sky to be free, to soar, and always to fly to have so many fears but to conquer them all but all that I am is another brick in the wall I stare above to the ones whom I strive

It effects me. This pain in my head that I have no control over, effects me. It comes quietly. Without a sound. However, it is when you hear sound that it will become like a siren. Warning you of the damage

I've never been great at the first "hello" to any surprise encounter or beginnings of relationships in general. What am I supposed to say? I could stick with the common ground rules of small