The fear of love

I fear giants buildings. I do not like distance. I can't sit still in one place. I became a revel and used to my own ways. I patiently waited to be born and now i'm impatient with life and not so strong. I was told not to pick flowers because they don't live long, but life it's not what they want you to be, neither the dream that once got stuck in the back of your brain. Every dream it's been blown away by strangers by faces that you won't recognize by the ghost that demands attention not love.