Thursday, May 6, 2010

I got beauty, I got heart.

tell me about a time when you were young, that was just so much fun, one of the best nights out with your friends.

why do you want to know about that?

i want to know what happiness is to you.

sometimes happiness to me is when i feel most woeful. sometimes happiness to me is when i feel the most alone. when a sad song mends my broken heart. that's when i'm reminded i'm alive. things like happiness and sorrow aren't so black and white my dear friend.

you still haven't answered the original question.

that's because i don't want to think about my friends right now.

why?

because they don't understand, they don't understand.

then let me try to understand. tell me, please. what is it you're going through?

when you experience loss like this, its not just loss of that person, its loss of a piece of your identity, a piece of your history, a piece of your happiness and sanity and it never comes back or gets better.

never is a strong word to use.

its the best word to use. its the way i feel right now. i feel like never.