duminică, 24 iunie 2012


Because now gets ruined. Because it gets tainted with ifs and maybes and finicky i don't knows. Which is perfectly fine cause logically i understand it. In a fucked-up, cosmically-challenged, metaphorical way it makes sense. Until it doesn't. Until this very actual moment. Until when my soul just lies intoxicated on the floor, while this room gets filled up with so many people. So many but barely people.
It just stays still. Waiting for a now that doesn't exist. Keeping me awake just in case it might come up. It won't silly! So i'll selfishly erase this universe. Because if it's not there when i want it, it should not be at all.
Because this time, I'll ruin it.