You didn't write yesterday.
and I keep telling myself it does't mean anything...but songs that don't make
sense have the greater meaning and the girls with soft hair and no make up
are the most beautiful..
I keep my mouse on refresh, as if every time I click it sends you a reminder
to respond. That way I'm not forgotten and the silence acting as tension in
my chest can release.
I am convinced that the real killer is love and heart attacks are merely the
aftershock. Yes drugs cause harm, and alcohol causes damage but love, love
is straight poison....
...because you didn't write yesterday. And I keep telling myself it doesn't mean
anything...I pour myself a glass of reality, tilt my head back, and take the shot.
"I am convinced that the real killer is love and heart attacks are merely the
ReplyDeleteaftershock. " the truth.
This is fresh.
ReplyDeleteI thought for at least 45 seconds trying to find the word to capture how I felt. And FRESH is that word. I really liked this. It's different. It's good. It's....fresh.
"I keep my mouse on refresh..."
"You didn't write yesterday..."
THIS IS HEAVEN. So delicious to read. And I know the feeling.
ReplyDeleteThis made me grateful for the relations I currently have... To cherish them... Rather than waiting the ones I don't really have. I also felt deep compassion for those who are continuing to search for love and acceptance. Thank you
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