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Aug. 29, 2019 9:34 p.m.

Questions

It's these times I feel most alive, most sad, most passionate. Eyes filled with tears, no one's here. Someone's here but no one's here.

Why is it safer to be alone? Why does the emptiness feel so comfortable, right and real?

His voice from the speaker, he's the only one who understands me anymore. I'm so far from home. I'm so far from everything, so far from me.

This is who I am. Just let them fall, the tears are all that's real.

You were once real. Are you still real?

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