at night my dreams are vivid,
but the daytime makes them quiet.
it's hard to concentrate, to find the truth.
truth is what i want it to be... truth is you.
whether faithless, lifeless, or breathless,
i like the touch of your aura.
sometimes it's like sand running through my hands
and i know not how to stop it.
it keeps going and going, but it never ends.
black&white love can be laughter, love can be tears, love can be alive
we are the ones that breathe life into it.
we are the ones that make it run.
♥