I drove tonight in hopes to find something. Through the empty streets where even the rats hid tonight from the creeping of my car, I flew like spiderwebs in the wind. But the weather is comfy right now, a perfect mixture of a warm fall and decomposing nature.

I never knew a heart could be so beautiful until you broke mine.

I'm tired of flipping through the files in my head in search of new information. Rest is way past due.