when you a song from a time when you didn't feel good but you felt comfortable. when you realized the difference between content and happy. your answer was never what you wanted. and it still isn't.
i don't want to talk about it. i just want to sleep. escape.
it's enough to make me scream over wire lines, hang up with tear stains on the screen. it's enough to write about it, it's enough melodrama to hold a captive audience, it's enough to shut me down and shut me off.
almost every surprise i've ever gotten in my life has been a bad one. nearly all change has brought late nights and 'sorry' mornings.
i just want to go home. and i can't.