a little death around the eyes

a documentation of my revelation.
a combined publication of my state of mind.
everything on here, its mine.

Nov 15

im yet to discover.

as the curtain closes, and the titles roll. i think about how you entered my soul and how i can break it apart. like the fortune cookie you are i break you inhalf to find what you possess but just like everyone else your answer lies the same im jsut the same as all the other girls who fell for your crooked games. and as we pleed our whole lives searching for the one love and the game continues and the pawn moves diagonally and is pushes of the checkers, im one to discover this fate we so triumphetly seek is all but riddened at the beginning of our deaths. we search our whole lives for the ones you we feel will complete it, and how is it so to try make two become one soul when death reaches it mark we all die alone. isnt that so?