Life definitely comes with a wicked plan, yet nothing can prepare when their whole head is asleep in your hand.
From the highs that give you the energy to fly, the drops that are grounding past any thing left in front of your eyes.
Rolling into the crashes to keep moving any direction, popping any illusion of mastery completion.
To all the love in my eyes that could never hold everything enough, to the moments they roll over and look blankly past existence.
I\'m glad to ride with every emotionally driven thought, until the day my ticket gets punched!
I\'ll keep living as if the whole world was for us