tthis mornin's clouds

oh, did you look up today?

the clouds were slowly rolling down the mountains as if they were slowly purrifying the mts with its white midst. oh so very mystical i must say. do the clouds water the mountains? is that how the mountains turn exotically green every once in awhile? is that like when our hearts just beat faster when a certain someone suddenly walks past you? how come the mtns can't always be freshly green all the time? why is that as humans we can get so used to things so quickly? the immeasurable content feeling just fade away in an instant? an instant where i can actually take its derivative? why? why can't every day be like yesterday? heh, i want to lose my memory every day to feel refreshed and excited for certain things.


with you, i don't feel like i necessarily have to lose my memory to anticipate future encounters.