I hum the melody of amnesia and drive past bookmarked rice fields. I accidentally mix my inspiration with my discouragement. I held a delicate and dazzling relationship in my broken hands. It deserved better than my illusions.
I swaddle it with cords of my integrity and selfishness. I hope my fibrous padding is thick enough to shield it from the turbulence of my abrasive personality. Tucked away, it becomes Schrodinger's Cat for days at a time. The anxiety of the paradox leaves me exhausted through every tomorrow and every yesterday.
9:39 p.m. - 2015-08-19
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