August 13, 2014 § 6 Comments
It’s pointless, unstable and ridiculous and everything in between. It’s tiring. It’s wasting my time. It’s over, if you know what I mean.
August 11, 2014 § 18 Comments
I want to run. Fast and far. He is me and I am him and I suppose it is hard to run away from yourself.
I did it.
You know why I did it? Because it was the only thing left for me to do. I was stuck in a vicious cycle with him and I knew, always knew it had to end.
August 7, 2014 § Leave a comment
But you. You are not one person. You are more than one and you are you and you are him. And I don’t know how many are in there. Is it not getting too crowded?
Sometimes, it is nothing but an illusion.
Sometimes, you are certain about something, or at least you think you are. « Read the rest of this entry »
March 21, 2014 § Leave a comment
Do you remember how we first met? How you stopped being a stranger to me? But now, here we are again, strangers, or at least pretending to be strangers.
When it’s cold, like today, I remember you.
But I’ve forgotten how comfortable it is being with you. « Read the rest of this entry »