Brilliance rests upon the presupposition of others mediocrity.
Didn't think I would ever find someone like you. Didn't think I would get attached like I did. Didn't think I would fall in love. I suppose I didn't really think at all.
Funny how it was so easy to set you free. The regret is a timetable with an infinite beginning and an unforeseeable end.
Your beauty is dormant, in hibernation for the perfect spring renewal.
Tired of all things, especially the incessant troubling thoughts and worries.
I have heard the news, I have seen the papers. You left. And it was a neon sign.
The feathery entrails of a broken soul still linger and give me bitter diarrhea.
"I am part of the power which forever wills evil, and forever works good."
It was three summers ago, and it felt like yesterday.
All of nature can be fooled. Everything except for time.