random (reflection?)

[idprismindigo]

as i walk from place to place, wondering, not wandering, always with a destination in mind, i long for the days when i had none.

i desire a person to allow me to wonder, once again, at the world around, by leading me astray.

i need a push, so i can laugh again, cry again, hold a girl and mean it again.

girls to hold are too far between. i overflow, still, and reading myself some years back, i realize that my partner in the past was the other joe. he, now, is bound. he has found a sheathe and a companion. i, still, remain alone. solitary and overflowing.

i yet know what it means to overflow;
but somehow, the part that feels it is quiet.
perhaps dead, perhaps slumbering,
lumbering, i lie in wait.
to awaken.

really, i want love. i need my sheathe. unrestrained. unfettered by physical bounds.
but none understand....
except for the 2d girl who once long ago... taught me what i feel....
and moved on.

ah, if i could move on.

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on the bright side, being a little quiet inside means i dont feel that bad, though i dont feel that good.
time to play some video games :) ( :( .. ? )