Monday, September 27, 2010

It's times like this where I have to convince myself that it's just dumb emotions and nostalgia that make my breath catch in the back of my throat. That I don't really miss you or regret anything. It's just the effect of your words on me-words that probably stand void in the present. Why would I venture back though, if there were nothing for me there?

1 comment:

  1. Have I ever told you that you dont just write you make your writing talk. I know how I can read something and just read it, but then I can read your words and feel you saying them. I may not get what you mean, but feel most of the time I can understand you. Emotions may seem dumb, but there life, we live with them even if we feel dumb. There is something somewhere just maybe not "there"


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