You were my floor
I had an imaginary carpet...

I sort of want to sit here
Build a nice warm safe cocoon...

Walk
Sunny...

I used to pray for things like grades
Like fun, and looks, and friends...

Shining stars
And aching hearts...

Everything's upside down
My world's a movie set...

Hand in hand
And hearts ensconced deeper...

There's a golden ring here
Somewhere...

A haunting beauty
so sharp, so poignant...

Tumbles in meadows
Runs in fields...

Pushing, pulling, writhing, convulsing
The pain, the effort...

Innocent sad white
Peeking timidly...