The end is surprising
11 Sep 2010 Leave a Comment
Can’t let go….must hold on. The distance between us is getting bigger; the gap is uncontrollably opening. Is it me that is running away? Or is it you? You decorate your actions with fancy words, promises; it’s a parade of lies dressed up in beautiful sentences. I used to want more sentences, now I just want change.
But I’m afraid if it changes that it won’t be enough- what if it’s not? What will we do then?
We can’t possibly live here in this house forever, us both not quite satiated.
Empty stomachs eventually cause illness, death.
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