in a sea of faces and fluorescent lighting,

how is it possible that

i still see you so clearly?

you, who haunts every dream of mine,

lucid dreaming in a plastic world

you, who disrupts my most random of thoughts

it's my subconscious, I tell myself

because I would never willingly beckon you

into my mind

but you continue to drift further away with each passing moment,

a blip on this planet,

a torrential storm in my life.

thank you for the watering my plants,

they thrive now.