I thought you're the cacophony.

You were so noisy for me.
But how on earth do you alter it?

You tint my heart with your intense oscillations
and caress the frozen lacrimal glands so ingenuously.
How can you scrutinize my feeling when I am not prepared at all and when I thought only Taylor Swift is able to do that?

Do you know that the-whatever-prof ferguson-called-blue-colour-solution C didn't even amuse me when it turned everyone into old monster?
My mind was all about you.

Did I make it sounds like a love letter or confession?
Ouuuw. It's for the atypical bacteria band-I don't love you.
Mycoplasma
Chlamydia
Rickettsia