I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
The Oceanic Feelings
The scariest thing you can think of, is giving up the thing that kills you. The thing you can't live without.
you are what killed me. but were all born to die right? so why did you take my heart and tear it to pieces, only to disappear after 15 years. your last name means the store, and i feel like a clearanced item that you threw away because nobody wanted it anymore once youd used me all you could.
Destroy what destroys you.
ReplyDeleteyou are what killed me. but were all born to die right? so why did you take my heart and tear it to pieces, only to disappear after 15 years. your last name means the store, and i feel like a clearanced item that you threw away because nobody wanted it anymore once youd used me all you could.
ReplyDeleteDo you mean that my time is killing me?
ReplyDeleteI'm no longer afraid. I have let it go.
ReplyDeleteThe thing that makes you who you are ?
ReplyDeleteIt was for me, thank you.
ReplyDeleteLife!