stupefied.

last night argument, we had
shouted words being thrown by my voice
the waterfall of yours kept giving feelings
hitting pillows of my heart
hitting my burning eyesight

those words were baseballs
it was fortuitous i had the bat

the time you said you don't care
i felt like i'm in a batting cage

keep hitting those words which i thought were baseballs
it was fortuitous i had the bat

none of them hit the target

i didn't know your pillow feelings were the nets.

i didn't know, baby
i didn't know.