Peoples are such letdowns.
In the end its always me wondering why I allowed them in.
In the end its always me wondering why I allowed them in.
this isnt so much fair, as it is totally uncessary.
to say the least, i was moving along fine, until i looked; looked back at the things i willingly left behind. what luck when it lashed out at me, as if to avenge. pain, yes. but what is pain again when it feels too familiar to actually make it be somethingelse.
see, i was churning out questions i could never give. or say out loud for that matter.
and then dearhellogoodbyefriend said 'you stay, let it run away. not you.'
sweet and hollow the sound. if only for a while. if only for a little while.
why do we always forget the things we want to remember, only to remember the things we've tried hard to forget. OHWELL, says another.
this numbess i'm feeling is it only temporary.