my keyboard, is too slow for my fingers.
my heart is too slow for my mind.
i stand, under a shaded tree, and all the leaves have fallen off.
the sun is fading, gone.
and i am alone.
incredibly alone.
i woke up, from a nightmare, that had nothing to do with anything. my heart, mind, soul. and all i could think about, was how i wanted the dreams back, the dreams, i wanted to steal them back.
i am trying so hard for you.
so fucking hard.
when you let things splinter, and fall apart.
you were never supposed to get hurt,
that was never supposed to happen again.
and you let the stars fall,
because wishes will a.l.w.a.y.s. let you down.
goodbye,
hello,
i miss you,
i hate you,
iloveyou.
we are not meant to be warm.
we are meant to hate,
seethe,
anger.
that is warmth.
but you are still alone.
so completly alone.
damn eternity,
i will never do anything but endure,
survive.
i can't have a sun.
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