on, cleaning the closet.

reading things from back then , seems like i was referring to you . like i was talking about you . it's strange . how there really is nothing new under the sun . thoughts . words . feelings . emotions . sketches . passions . stories . experiences . nothing new under the sun . because , back then , i knew you and i knew this . i just didn't know your name . thoughts. i think it's incredible . are my palms strong enough to break this pattern ? this is incredible .