It’s
odd how feelings linger for something yet unseen. There’s ages between
my heart and my mouth; my veins throb with that which I can’t spit out.
I
searched your eyes for an answer, and shuddered at what I found there.
My skin shrunk away from conclusion that you lack the strength…to
care.
Thanks Nix. For everything. Thanks for letting me walk away.
Look at the bright side, at least we’re not spontaneously combusting: Lambe - Pardon me (Interpretation) [1.45mb mp3 file]