It's strange that just a simple 15 second touch makes the smell seep into my fingers the familiar scent that I've missed for so long. I try to hold back the tears that have been behind my eyes for three straight clear months, but the sounds of normalcy and simpler times and pictures of memories forgotten(or just pushed away) gateways them out fast and hard.
I don't miss everyone, I miss the ones I loved the most. The one that I confided in so much. The one I considered my own blood. the one I wasn't afraid to be the real me around. I'm relieved things are silent now, there's no corruptness between us. But I'm unsure what I'm to feel or do.
The things we shared, photography, music, silliness, everything was so enticing. I met my match. Someone I could run into their house and felt like it was my own. I could run into his arms and feel consoled. Everything was better instantly. nothing else mattered, and my spirits were lifted by some dumb attempt to make me laugh.
Why did things go wrong.
"She was a dancer, she lived in the city. Head before the heart, got a simple start to start things off, And you made a difference in me. Sometimes on the street corner i look up at the sky until all those lights all gone by and then i listen to the sound of the subway breaking down. and it goes bah bah bah bah da da da, bah abha bah da da da da
1 comment:
its not right at all.
Fucked up.
I wanted to see you the other night, but of course things went to shit.
That seems the pattern as of lately.
In all honesty i don't really want other people around us.
I'd like to escape and not tell anyone where we're headed and just leave it all behind.
Love always,
cas
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