It’s Just Me And My Blurry Vision Against The World

My thoughts,

they terrify me.

something snapped between us today.

I was so sure that you will be there.

But when I needed you so desperately . You were gone.

When I was falling apart , you turned your back on me.

Of course , it's not your fucking fault.

I expected you to be there. I don't know . I don't know if I have ever failed to be there for you. But it hurts. Alot. You know, I was ready. I was finally all ready to let you in. Fully. To tell you that past. To let you know all that we can do together. To finally have found the right one. But I guess I was getting ahead.

Just like that, I am alone.

Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies

lost in soulless city

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you keep burning me.

Slowly. But surely.

i will never be my mom. Or dad. Never.

You can have everything, and still be broken.

"Tomorrow needs you."

But does it?

I have no connections anymore.

I contribute not.

Tomorrow needs something, and I am nothing.

And I will be more of nothing, still --

s i l e n c e.

Nothing left but words lost to a fucking blog.

V.R.