I started writing this a few days ago but had been too busy to post:
February 18th:
I decided not to write to B. My existence matters not to him therefore I shall not subject myself to his mind trickery.
I thought about it. What would I have to say?
"yes, I don't give a fuck. Oh does it hurt more now than it ever did? Too fucking bad."
Nahhh, that's not necessary.
I've been awful quiet minded thank goodness. I love the quietness of not thinking of someone, or anyone in particular.
Convenient.
Hands clean.
Quiet quiet...no talking to anyone no reach..just quiet.
February 20th: this was just some rambling I did in the car as always
It is the fear of not knowing what's to come and the torment of knowing what has been..
Would you stay Would you go or Would you look the other way.
This phone better not bring tonight, my once unrequited love, how does it feel to be at my mercy.
I will not play marionette.
Oh my sweet sweet darling, look me in the eye and tell me that you love me with as much forced coerced sincerity as you can muster I implore thee.
Blah blah bull na na...I'm feeling free free free
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