I must reflesh my memory
It's getting gammy in here
Flush it
Charcoal silt, pured water and oxygen
Prey attention to memory
Tend to it
Till it
Till it's clear and consistent in it's dishonesty :
A single picture
One linear note
And no deviation.

They say you are most creative when you are heartbroken
distraught
naïve people live content lives
however, boring nonetheless

i just want to cuddle up next to you
in your bed
or mine
hell,
id sleep outside if you wanted

i saw you talking to her,
you saw that i noticed
you took the opportunity
and ran-- straight for the bank of my soul
emptied the account...

is it payback
for my actions?
i said i was over it
and you

i was not
i am not

and now
we go back to being strangers

yet i can't seem to accept it

someone please help me--no
i am not desperate,
i will live on
happy....