XxLonerEyesxX

The accounts of losing yourself were as follows: i. The voices of the people around you started to sound like a cassette tape in fast forward. You couldn't understand why they were talking that way. Alltheirwordsstringingtogetherinunrecognizablehighpitchedgarble. ii. When you saw your reflection in the looking glass, you began to see someone else. You couldn't recognize the face in the mirror. you reached out to touch who you thought you were, and your hand slipped through the surface like a hand submerging into water. And that was the last you saw of your face (or at least, what you thought was your face) iii. So now, you became a fac

you were here you were the most real thing I have ever known i imagined you i dreamed up a beautiful life not perfect, but wholly & uniquely yours a life full of heart-stopping happiness & sometimes sadness, but only enough sadness & storms to be thankful for the sunshine after all, you can't have happiness without a little rain or at least that's what they tell me you were my newfound happiness i needed you i just knew my life would not be complete until i held you in my arms my beautiful baby you were made with so much love you were wanted hoped for & prayed for harder than i've hoped & prayed for anything in my whole entire life

"Everything seems to be coming together, but in a very destructive way." Her fingers lightly trace the line of his jaw, & he sighs deeply wondering how he went his whole life without being touched like that & why something so simple felt so good. "I'm not sure I follow." He whispers softly, his eyes half-closed as her voice lulls him to sleep. "You know, it’s like everything in my life is changing—so quickly & so drastically. I am losing people that I thought I would have forever. But they don’t need me anymore & in a way, I guess I don’t need them…we don’t need each other because we&rs

You’ll remember me It might take a while for those three words to sink in, but I know that by the end of this you’re going to be remembering why you forgot me in the first place I’m not blaming you for going away; I’d like to do the same Sometimes I feel trapped in my own skin Sometimes I just want to get in a car and drive, never stopping until I figure out where I’m meant to be Speaking of where I’m meant to be, I thought I figured it out And I guess I was mistaken when I thought it was with you It’s just that when you held me that night, I could’ve sworn it felt like one of those cheesy l