Different Names For The Same Things

This week I am playing the role of tired words and the same hope-filled thoughts. The director says I was born to play this part. I mostly agree, and bury myself back in my script...

CUT TO: Me with my eyes closing and my hands getting heavy, letting my fingers do the talking in the middle of the afternoon. Stashing journals throughout the internet... then getting mad at myself for not remembering any of the passwords.

I work vampire hours thinking of her. On my best day, when all the planets have aligned, I still couldn't come close to touching her.

It's a never-ending fairy tale and my princess is no longer missing in action. This heart is finally taking a walk on it's own, not relying on my brain for a pulse all of the time.

Scattered X,Y graph - destination: laughter. Lucky charms and broken hearts all lie in fields filled with ticking clocks and shattered memories. This blood is liquid nitrogen, icy like a river in winter that will never slow down.

Beating them down one by one until it's just you and me.

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