Wednesday, November 16, 2011

I have so many things to do, but I've lost myself and don't know where to start searching. I don't remember lighting this cigarette and I don't remember if I am here alone or waiting for someone. I keep on forgetting things that used to be important. I keep forgetting to read Wuthering Heights and open the Italian book on my dresser. I keep forgetting to practice the piano or strum on my guitar. I keep forgetting to return phone calls I ignored, or send that letter I wrote months ago. I keep forgetting to not want you, I keep forgetting to breathe.

4 comments:

  1. You are such a wonderfully talented writer. I love this. It pretty much describes my current situation.

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  2. sometimes, forgetting is the only way to remember. i hope you are okay. xx

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  3. This state of mind is easy to relate to.
    Being neither here or there.
    I hope it settles soon, I hope you're alright lovely.
    Love Anafly
    xxx

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  4. DESEJOS & DELÍRIOS, SIMBILANTES DA NOITE/MADRUGADAS AFINCO,SE ENCENA UMA ÂNSIA DE ESTAR ACARICIANDO MEU AMOR!!PENSO NELA !!OUÇO RADIO/TROPICAL FM-BIRIGUI-SP/BRASIL!!

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