Apr 28, 2011 11:43
"...Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth. I have to go...I have to go......."
My mind is a jumbled mess right now. Too much moving around for me to make sense of. I found some old pictures that I assumed had not survived the last few years. I miss the things I saw. And, frankly, I don't think I'll ever have that feeling again. Yet, I hold on to a shred of hope that it will all fall back into place one day. Worst part of it all: I realize that it is hopeless and that I am an idiot, yet I am powerless to stop myself.
"My favorite dreams of you still wash ashore..."