I thought I might drink myself to death, and see where that got me, maybe you’d come back, racked with regret, if there was nothing, nobody to come back to. I told you I loved you, with an honest smile, so many times, that it just became a habit, a reflex, intuitively inserting itself into…

I knew it would hurt, just another scar, I guess. You promised. Always. You promised always, and I wanted to believe, so, alas, I did.

It could be said, however uncomfortable, and troubling, that we are helpless. Valiant vessels, endlessly exploring, no end in sight, ‘til an end appears. God, or fate, in whatever form you feel it should take, veers your vision in a new direction, endlessly editing, no matter the cost. Uncomfortable as it is to admit, perhaps,…

All that remains, is a montage in my mind, a little cry of “after all, it didn’t mean much at all”. It did, to me. All that remains, is a recurring dream, that is so sweet, so cruel, that it becomes a nightmare. Sad sting, in the corner of my eyes. How they flow, when…