I Heart

I heart: Large windows to see the bright future from. And headaches that develop from chewing gum. Water that's cold to scream in and shout. Bird flu, the chicken pox, Black Death and the gout. Things that make you want to cry. And things that make you want to die. The color red and the color white. And yes, I know it's not a color but still it’s quite alright. You, and your voice and the places we've been. The hurt and the tears that have followed since then. The truth is I hate this, I hate every last one. Except for the large windows with the futures you can see from.