Monday, October 11, 2010

We don't speak like lovers

There are things I wish I could force upon myself to say, to feel and to do, but I have no will power. I don't have the ability to change my mind once it's made, it feel's as if its locked in place, key thrown in the ocean, miles beneath reach. However..I know where it is, and I see it all the time, it's sadly out of my emotional reach.

I'm willing to clean things up, make them 'pretty' again, shake the dust off the shelves and march right on over there..But where do i go first? And what do i do when i get there? I'm  in the biggest fight with my self, and both sides are struggling to find out the true meaning behind their masks of emotions and body of charades. 

I'm so far from alone, yet so close to loneliness and misunderstanding.
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  1. AnonymousOctober 11, 2010 at 10:29 AM

    I wish we could dig up the past, go back to who we were before all of this. There's so much I would change, but so much I would want to remain the same. I miss it, so much, and want us to go back, but I'm having so much difficulty dealing with these feelings, because I don't know what they are.

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  2. Brigitte JohannessenOctober 11, 2010 at 10:36 AM

    As do i, i miss it with great immensity. I don't think you know how lost i am, I'm just as foreign to this place as you. These streets are vast and filled with fog, making it too unclear to decipher one from the other.

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