silly me.

Combinations.
Like my memories are locked.
With combination codes.

When I listen to the right song, on the right device, at the right time.
It reminds me of beautiful things.

It reminds me of your smile. It reminds me of the way you laugh.
It reminds me of you.

It reminds me of how I'm human. How it's okay to cry.

But.

I don't cry because I'm sad. Nor are they tears of joy. I cry because I need to let go.

Let you go.
Let me go.

Laying Waste.

I find it funny how everything seems like it's in place, but it's such a mess. I find it funny how hollow I feel when there's so much around me. I find it funny how the one thin I wanted is not the one thing I can ever have. I find it funny how none of this is funny.

I find it sad that I love to walk in the rain, but I have no one to walk with. I find it find it strange I can never really be honest with me. I find it disturbing how I try to tell myself I'm becoming a better person, but I don't really believe it. I find it funny because I'm a hypocrite, laughing at other hypocrites.

HypocriteCeption.

Love me please? :)

sweat, swear words, and broken toes.

Every inch of my body aches. Screams at me. I won't listen.

Don't hate the pain. Don't avoid it. It's a part of your life, kiddo. Learn to love it.

Eyes closing. Breath heaving.

Afraid.

Of what?

I don't-

I don't know.

See?

Fight.

Heave. Push. Tumble. Struggle.

Fight.

They say "Home is where the Heart is", don't they?