Apr 03, 2008 20:42
it burns a hole into the skin that i support and hold on from the breaking bones, that are fractured just like the sanity that has eaten itself outwards onto a deeper concentration of the wasted times with you. it was a summer chemical reaction that starts where your confused lights existed. to feel the knife scarring now is just a another way of looking for what you dont have now, and have the hopes that a person can fill in what you need. and its not right...even though i feel like getting in a relationship with anyone it would be just another reason to end up hating myself more, and thats not what i need. so the distance that is awkward now is the best thing that could happen.
i cant do anymore than what has already happened...
which i am just indifferent about.
im confused just as much as you.
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i'd still love to waste my time with you.