don't move
don't make a sound
don't try to set this apart
as the river flows
I will try to be alone
not even like this,
not even him
will keep me apart from wanting to be me
again.

I wrote a story today
about something I felt that was anything but real
but actually
there was nothing underneath
I thought for once
everything we had was already dead
I know I have nothing to apologize for
but hey,
we all do things
we don't necessarily have to do
or we don't have any reasons to do it anyway