Friday, April 20, 2012

At Which It Happens

Something happened today. I don't want to be comforted. At times I just need a voice to my thoughts.

I don't remember how long it's been since you've left. I just know that you're gone and the only way I really remember you is when my defenses are so low that I allow you into my dreams. Sometimes it makes me wish my walls were weaker, then I see what you do to me.

I don't know where you went when you left me but says here in the water, you must be gone by now. I can tell somehow.


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