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Maybe I've said too much, or really haven't said enough. All these words they come undone. I'm getting lost in the meaning.

Monday, April 09, 2007 ♥
Where are you

The best way to save yourself from the endless abyss of hurt would be...
To pretend you heard nothing, saw nothing, felt nothing.

You'll be safe and sound.

I'm standing on shore, watching you as you float away.

You were the master of my emotions. Everything I felt were well kept within your strong arms. The force you exert can break my heart, and pull a plug to emotional torments. Stop tearing me apart, I wish you had known that fact. I don't blame you for not knowing.

Silence

In that drunken stupor, I wish I was.

Never had to remember details, never had to feel what was real. Cos everything was just a lie.

I'm just your crazy indulgence that will go away, soon.
Still, I cannot pretend it did not happened, don't forget, please don't.

Please mean what you said, or at least, pretend that you meant it.

The art of emo-mutilation


8:23 PM