everything in transit

rain is in constant motion. it never stops; and the sun is out.
pianos flood the air and destruction is a reality of the world. lets make entertainment for ourselves watching buildings crash to the ground. shattered glass reflects shattered light, shattered dreams.
its so cliche, but im over it.
romantic isnt the way to go when the words are meant to raise emotions they shouldnt.
the words wont come right now.
later, later.