roxxee

It was so nice to hear your voice through the static of miles and tears and fading memories. Time has rushed through me, stripped me to the bone. When I was alone and hallucinating, when they stood around me clucked their, tougues "Poor little thing.", "Let us save her.", I thought mostly of rainy days and shaky kisses. You know what so many can't but I should never have told you. Leaving you to silence would have been so much more merciful. You never heard my screams, only my laughter and my breath. When my feet touched the earth and the chill took me I fell to pieces. I scattered across a million miles and some part of me back to you. Solitude is growing like a cancer, I will not find peace until I have have found it within myself. But this silence still cuts, leaves me vulnerable, laid open to the world. All I could say was goodbye...