I remember the first time we spoke, we swam in cigarette smoke, now your voice lingers, from the back of my head to the tip of my fingers. I remember a subtle foreplay, the exchanging of names, now we're tangled, like a necklace left too long in the junk drawer. I am modest and I am calm I only speak when spoken to and not for long, but you, yeah you navigate through black and grey, you say your want to stay but I don't want you to stay. I think it's time for a conversation, a romantic argument to end this vacation, but I'm not ready. Spin it around and around and around we go. I remember a colorful display, just above my bed, and then a sharp pain, this is where things change. Then there was such a sudden silence, a drop in decibels, I start screaming, how loud do I scream till I scare off my demons. Spin it around and around and around we go.