Mar 19, 2007 08:53
I can't believe how change moves so fast.
Sometimes, I feel like it's in a fast car running me over.
Like, friends who disappeared a long time ago surfacing again.
Or the past overtaking the future.
By sending me the blue-eyed ghost whose changed into a man now and wants to be a part of my life again.
Or the past rewriting itself and taking a different leap.
For a different rollarblading drummer from an area in north jersey called "Milltown".
Geez louise isn't life weird?
Anyway, the days are getting stranger and stranger with each passing second.
I've not been restraining myself well from talking to him lately though; sometimes it's just so hard not to though, just to make sure he's all right.
Which I know he isn't.
And that makes me hurt.
Because I know where he is in his heart.
But I'm not dwelling anymore, Charlie.
It's a progressive, repetitive motion throwing me forwards, I promise.
It takes time to heal, doesn't it?
I hope this all makes a little sense to you.
Just know that it means nothing is ever the same but everything is always the same and nothing can change except for changes.
Love always,
Madison.