Its really something
Its really something to feel this alone.
Not lonely, not sad.
Alone, in everything you do.
Eating alone, sleeping alone.
Being engaged, and being alone.
This is what I chose...
Thursday 10th March 2016 7:36 pm
Isn't he?
Isn't he beautiful, isn't he?
He's pretty special, wouldn't you say?
How he looks my direction, and I'm empy.
Spilling all over beside him.
He's everything, isn't he?
The whole package.
He glares right through, but he don't see me.
I walk away, he stays.
I move on, we stay.
He gets lost, I stay.
He's gone, isn't he?
He's hollow
He's blind
He's numb, isn't h...
Friday 4th March 2016 1:17 am
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