Throw them away. Leave them empty and alone; let them collect dust through the particles that time creates. Let them decay as each passing second eats at them increasingly. Throw them away, but they will never decay entirely until you face it.
It's more for me than it is for anyone else. It's not what happens in my daily life, because I'm sure you don't care about that. It's the thoughts in my head, not that you care much about that either. Maybe I'll learn something about myself. Maybe you'll learn something about me.
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