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And I've found that you terrify me. And that this terrifies me. And that both you and this together terrify me. By the way things are going, I can scarcely say that old habits are such a bad idea.
Not since last July have I been able to find comfort in strange arms or empty bottles.
But what is this worth?
For every halfhearted smile, I could have placed a thousand words. Oh, how I wish he knew.
Myself and only that doesn't seem so plausible anymore, but I wonder, what did I think I was missing?
Sometimes, I'm no better than an airplane crash. I feel like my voice has forgotten me and how to project thoughts. Tonight, I learned something, but I was more concerned about my internal reaction.
Sometimes, I don't know why I'm here, waiting, holding my breath and hoping that there is something in the universe that "fixes" the things that keep us less than satisfied. It is more than awful to feel friends and lovers go while still holding on to your heartstrings. Tearing holes and leaving streaks of sunlight across the floor. You won. You always won.
He said awful things. A smile that cracked a body in two, And I hated everything all over again.
You're braver than I.
And at the end of the day, my best meant scattering our ashes into ealy Summer winds.
Not since last July have I been able to find comfort in strange arms or empty bottles.
But what is this worth?
For every halfhearted smile, I could have placed a thousand words. Oh, how I wish he knew.
Myself and only that doesn't seem so plausible anymore, but I wonder, what did I think I was missing?
Sometimes, I'm no better than an airplane crash. I feel like my voice has forgotten me and how to project thoughts. Tonight, I learned something, but I was more concerned about my internal reaction.
Sometimes, I don't know why I'm here, waiting, holding my breath and hoping that there is something in the universe that "fixes" the things that keep us less than satisfied. It is more than awful to feel friends and lovers go while still holding on to your heartstrings. Tearing holes and leaving streaks of sunlight across the floor. You won. You always won.
He said awful things. A smile that cracked a body in two, And I hated everything all over again.
You're braver than I.
And at the end of the day, my best meant scattering our ashes into ealy Summer winds.