Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Falling Angel Of Doom

I feel like a bad copy of a bad idea.

I wish I could let it go. Let her go. Stop being reminded everywhere. I wish I could stop seeing things, hearing things, talking about things and think "she'd like this, I have to tell her."

I once said that I want to remember more, remember better. Not tonight. Tonight I want to forget. Forget everything.

I hope that I can remember it one day without this... feeling.

But it is all falling faster and faster, drifting away more and more, further and further away. I hate it. I. HATE. IT.

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