Knots Of Thoughts

My mind bends, twists, and wraps around a thought like ivy on a trellis. A thought never seems to stop, it may double-back and cover itself again, but there is never an end. Knots of thoughts, entangled amongst the pillars that support me. If only you knew how precious a moment can be. If only you had an appreciation for the joy that your simple smile left in a room. If that smile was a mask that you wore for other people, then you wore it very well. I truly hope you understand that we cared about the person behind that mask.