**Mind**

You have no clue of how fast it goes  
My mind is a high speed track of ideas

Every racing thought, every second  
I’m brainstorming, I’m daydreaming

Every one of my breaths  
Feel like I’m trying to say your name

I’m obsessed with finding it  
That one thing, that one percent

I’ll double down, I’ll find another one  
I’ll find anything, whatever it takes

I’ll break my mind apart  
Trying to make you smile one more time

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I wish you could take a peek into my mind, and see with my eyes. See yourself. You'd see everything.

And I wish I could take a peek into yours, and see myself with your eyes. I'd probably see nothing.

I'd probably see nothing at all. I wonder if there was every anything.

I'm slowly becoming afraid of every hour of every day, because I know how empty I'll feel for every hour you don't reply. Now the hours are turning into days. And they will turn into weeks, eventually into months and years.

And I'll become a stranger for you, and you'll remain the only one I wanted to make smile.

I hope you are doing better. I hope ignoring me is a symptom of you doing better.