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angst breaks hearts, but futile hope is sticky like glue, fatal too.
Posted on: Tuesday, January 20, 2009
When I read these/this, it seems so laughable (the sorrow prevents it however) that anyone, including me, has ever doubted my life revolving around those two to be anything but sane.Posted at: 3:56 PM •--• You know something, Raito-kun. Given the chance, I'd choose Hell. Because, we'd still be linked, by a boiling red sea of blood, together, gone but together, linked. Who knows what would separate us in Heaven? If God played favorites, putting his most loved ones in a box and the mediocre ones to the side, I'm not going there. Not for anything. I won't break the chain. I can't. •--• To watch you deteriorate like this...Now I know what the victims of Alzheimers feel like. And by victims I mean the diseased's loved ones. Me too, I whisper. •--• I hate everything about you. Why do I love you? We want each other. Then why do our chains link us together and why does the chain of my mind keep us apart? ...Why are you here? •--• I can taste the copper in my mouth already, (or is it iron?, we both forget) the river isn't that far away now. I'm coming. With you. •--• Forgone. Not for long, darling. |
