Jan 29, 2012
S.
I dont have the right words to put anything down in ink anymore.
To fixate anything on paper, or risk making anything permanent.
Cause honestly, I can’t afford to either.
My thoughts flicker. They come and go as they please.
And nothing is consistent nor constant anymore.
I call this the real battle between the mind and the heart.
People will tell you that bad memories causes the greatest casualties.
But truth be told, it’s the good ones that drive you insane.
I miss you S.
Its a different kind of feeling from months ago though.
The longing is so familiar.
Like a regular midnight call, or a frequent bad habit.
But that does not make it hurt any less.
Will I always feel this way?
…well, I don’t even know what I really want my answer to be.
x
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