#2amWritings

In the moments I forgot to see and the mind I forgot to wonder comes a new option I never did ask. When she presented to me of what I forgot to see, it upset her. It broke me.

In the feel I forgot to hear, she didn't ever say a word. It appears I am another something that she never noticed. 

I never saw through the facade she forgot to hide. I never looked at the sights she forgot to notice. It was like we were one in each...