Tuesday, 22 December 2009

How silly...

How silly

Almost as if I never expected you to carry on as normal but you are, to which I feel ok so why do these underline thoughts still play a factor?
Cutting my nose to spite my own face.
My fate is hard to determine when the spanner causing a diversion in my flash forward is me.
Pretty much pausing when things seem fruitful by radiating energy that drys up at the root.
Mouth is always on mute, I remember when they called it cute, a simple smile would wet the soil of those in view, years passed and you stopped it.
This struck me as new.
Still stuck on decisions made and I hold it as gospel truth, but I would be lying if I say I didn't miss the times spent with you and the slight jealousy that might creep at certain moments too..

How silly.

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