the truth runs wild, like a tear down a cheek

date changes when the alarm chimes 00:00,
but i'm crying at 23:59,
and i'm crying at 00:01.

the city is still sleeping.
is it today or is it yesterday or am i sitting on the floor as it changes into tomorrow?

love can shatter and love can recreate but your luck changes your fate just like it changes your mind.

[this is a coming out story. because this story is too close to my heart to not put out into the world. ]