One of the many reasons why I love Nicoletta Commins

Vanessa is wonderful because the world is lilacs even when the horizon looks like shit and craters open like wounds i'm so tired of being invisible won't somebody hold me close and say i'm sorry for all the things i will do in the future? Listen, the world is spinning too fast and i'm fixing my eyes on some drunken white light like halos over a football stadium...i lost track of what i was saying but some lie not 2 years younger than me died last week from the same poison that's running through my neurons right now, this nothing-induced paranoid stupor - why do you always think i'm fooling you even when my heart is crossed (do you think i was born a double crosser?) this milky cloud is fading so fast and the minute i close my eyes all of this will be gone. I'm on a mission to write a love poem before everything is blooming dark like the ocean and its endless embraces, spread wide over eternities. So i guess what i'm trying to say is goodnight and stay by my side as long as the stars glow drunkenly from their beds, eternally happy.