silence will follow the day that you find me and i will see you in mild {disarray} and apples with faces carved 12years ago. i'm staring and you're curious and he's embarrassed but i don't care about that anymore. you promised 5minutes and it's 12years and 4psychiatrists later and istillthinki'mcrazy
"leaving is good. never coming back is better."
we are two parts of space and time that should never have touched and so i force us apart to create something new but he's frightened and i'm lonely and you're anxious for something that doesn't even exist anymore.