.

build to last.
memories so fickle.
disappearing and resurfacing arbitrarily
build to last
love for a life time
almost like trying to capture air in a tower
when it's already everywhere
getting fucked by every living thing with a lung
out there
and you
you ask me now
where to go and what to do

and i sit back
and an old friend visits me
resurfacing
fickle
and dancing
laughing

a memory
that resurfaces
right time
right mind

it says 'you will never know until you go'
and that the worst vice is advice.