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I want to go back. Just to then. Just to nothingness. To being lost. It was perfect.
I want to go back. To having nothing and having the world. To having him without ties. It was perfect.
I sit here and its complex. I hear words and its too much. Its too planned. I wonder what goes on and I'll never know. He'll never tell me. If I could go back I wouldn't care. I wouldn't need to care. If I could go back I would know.
*sigh* its hopeless.
Waiting for a phone call and its retarded. If he called would he come over? (I wonder if he did call and I was gone).
escape. thats all I want to do anymore. just escape.
and I wonder, amongst all this...where'd I go?
and I realize, when I ask that...I really don't care.
I want to go back. To having nothing and having the world. To having him without ties. It was perfect.
I sit here and its complex. I hear words and its too much. Its too planned. I wonder what goes on and I'll never know. He'll never tell me. If I could go back I wouldn't care. I wouldn't need to care. If I could go back I would know.
*sigh* its hopeless.
Waiting for a phone call and its retarded. If he called would he come over? (I wonder if he did call and I was gone).
escape. thats all I want to do anymore. just escape.
and I wonder, amongst all this...where'd I go?
and I realize, when I ask that...I really don't care.