reminiscing. the peace and comfort of sitting on those marble stairs, looking around. how empty. i heave a sigh and close my eyes, swirls of colours in my imagination. "i think i will never lose anything, anyone anymore". dangerous lies i keep telling myself in seclusion; my delusions. i keep giving away meaningless smiles cause when they DO have meaning, it feels akward. like it is built soon to end. after all, nothing lasts forever foreverness is nothing. or its something. something everyone wants to have something everyone thinks they have. and then, distraction gets the better of me. oh well, while i trot down the stairs, gleefully.
oh dear, i miss having my lip piercing! feels so empty.
reminiscing. the peace and comfort of sitting on those marble stairs, looking around. how empty. i heave a sigh and close my eyes, swirls of colours in my imagination. "i think i will never lose anything, anyone anymore". dangerous lies i keep telling myself in seclusion; my delusions. i keep giving away meaningless smiles cause when they DO have meaning, it feels akward. like it is built soon to end. after all, nothing lasts forever foreverness is nothing. or its something. something everyone wants to have something everyone thinks they have. and then, distraction gets the better of me. oh well, while i trot down the stairs, gleefully.
oh dear, i miss having my lip piercing! feels so empty.
i left myself hanging there.
