I’ve gotten on a trolley car and I have to ride all the way to the end of the line. The last stop is the cemetery.
i promised you i promised you i promised you when it was just getting cold and now it’s getting warmer
temperature does something to me i can’t understand it.
when it was bright, when i still glowed—
when your heart breaks? you best break along with it.
how can a gesture flood me back?
when i reach for my lipstick in that pocket, i feel you and all my words rushing over me all over again.
Colin asked me about I.T.
last night not last night anymore and if I’d lost interest and I said yes….I haven’t. But I know if I write it, I’ll revert back to my old ways.
============================================================================I feel stupid calling them my old ways.
Bottom line is
I’ll be very, very bad. I fear it.
a note on reality: Because of the normal force, i.e. when you pull away from something and it must push back, it’s perfectly logical to give up on anything you want for the time being, because you know that it won’t let you go.