`polaroids of perfection

Saturday, December 16, 2006

mad season

Thanks for always expressing exactly how I feel

and never failing to give me just the words I need.

I'll treasure the exclusivity of our friendship,

the roadside,streetside,bedroom talks,

and all the conversations about things larger than life,

even if one day we should unfortunately drift apart

which shouldn't happen

cos i love you a lot cyn

and

I woke up to the sound of insanity again this morning.

I remember it myself, in some distant past

When it was just predator and prey,

fear and violence and delirium.

Maybe it's some sinister alignment of the stars

Or something;

I can't seem to find the breath my lungs crave the most.

WHAT AN ABSURD AND TERRIBLE DREAM EVER.

10:35 AM