November 13, 2007
Ramblings
I still feel this pain, yet I no longer have anyone to attach this pain to. I still feel this loss, yet I do not know exactly who it is I lost... This never ending depression that I still experience like psychotic episodes that visit me when I least expect it. A recognized sensation I grow tired of but in all its essence is foreign to me. Something impossibly remembered from a forgotten memory. A sensation close to the cliché of butterflies and sparks rooted in magic. Scary and enticing all in one majestic moment. Wanting to leave and at the exact same instant hesitant to go.
Posted by yabs on November 13, 2007 at 03:05 PM | Comments
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