Don’t make any plans

“The sun burns a hole straight through your old flaws, If you look toward the sky even on your grayest night.” -Copeland

As I caught him in a stare,

Seeking for something deep, I wasn’t there.

A man driven by his own desires,

When I feel him, it lights my fire.

I hang on his every word,

As if it were the last time his voice hit my ears.

Just like the word being so powerful,

The sword holds much more meaning.

His actions subdued the words and I’m brought to tears.