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Sunday, September 18, 2011

And very suddenly I began to weep, I weep for all the lost persons, time, pieces of myself that I have given away and can never have back.
I weep in anxiety with the thought that you might leave me.
We are baring our skeletons and I felt like I've committed the greatest sin.
You tell me, my dear, even with knowledge of your past, I still love you the same.
I believe you but still I feel crushed...
You pinky promised.
I don't fear your love, I fear never being able to look into your eyes again.
I fear hallucinating clouds over your clear eyes.
I fear my skin dripping guilt.

And if this destroys us it will be entirely my fault.

she's not here @

3:58 PM

Monday, September 12, 2011

i exist between planes of longing and dread.
breathe deep, exhale out the feeling in bellows of smoke..
keep the weather from getting under my skin.



she's not here @

6:44 PM