Sometimes the pain and tears take my breath away. I wish I could just take those pieces and rip them out of me and put them into a box. I'd just stick the box on the top shelf of my closet. It's not that I want them gone forever. Peace is sometimes more important than the thoughts replaying over and over in my mind.
Move on damn it! Let the pain go. Let the tears dry up into a glossy happy eye. Not going to happen anytime soon. I can mask it and pretend, but it torments me inside on those days when it's too quiet. The dreams are raw and real. Sometimes I soak up those moments knowing that I'm dreaming, but it's real. Fucking Crazy. I know.
I don't think I'm going to look at my sitemeter and check the locations of viewers/posters/lurkers. LOL. At least I know I'm popular in India, Kenya, Korea, France, The Netherlands, and Ireland. So hey...HI WORLD!