Salt Water Eyes

Sadness. Do you ever come to an end? Oh, the misery. I love your ways. The way you can enter someone's body when never expected and the sleek way of you permanently staying. An unpredictable way of how often you are healthy to one. Simply amazing. But fairly devious. Never does one not need you. One may say never, but one may never speak their mind. With you, I am free by extent. With complications, you watch for when we are in need at are most desperate times. But we may never know when ourselves. Filled with the brightest lights and the aftermath feeling of a million dollars, are you changed? All may want apathetically. But may not be so positive. Could one's heart ever lead to the greener side? We may never know. I, myself, am forever changed. I shall love every day and in time, come to and end. As another one's sadness makes one comprehend.