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imagine clouds falling. on top of our heads and the water pouring down from our closed eyelids and sliding down our cheeks into our empty palms. and imagine watering the daisies by lukes pond until they grow up into the sky to stick their heads into the clouds. and we could lie there wondering about wondering and not knowing why. we're always crying for all the wrong reasons. and then when we need the tears, there are none left. i never want to know what it feels like to be in love. some things are just too hard to understand. like how to forget, when forgettings all thats left keeping you sane.