ever since i fell from apple tree that summer, i begun to see you.
and seeing you.. befriending you.. ended me up here.

really should've kept you a secret from my mother, har har.

sleep left me a little ago and i don't know why.. but i feel like i could start seeing a little more than you.

..i'm scared to do it all by myself.
tell me what you do see, or what you'd see.. and i'll try to see it too.