epiphany

it finally dawned on me
the answer


and, like watching a film in reverse, it
made sense before
it ever happened...


and after it all
happened


we met... and we knew
(each other)


it couldn't work...
there was a reason
(there had to be)


but then you asked
and i answered


and we were
truly
(godammit)
tried to be


flying (we became a comet)


elated~


the taste - we had
both promised
this would happen...
and we did


      deja vu
                               echoing
lives past


words words words
countless strings of seaweed
in our sea - i resent them
every day


games and twisted
tongues and lies
i hate them all


before words
we were


perfect


and we still are


and I hum in my
silence, my eyes
shining, a million
broken hearts


were my own


i mourned for
every lost
possibility of us
and now
              looking back


i see

meaningless conversations worth having

Me: what's more annoying... People Who Type Like This or people who write in all lowercase all the time no matter what

I'LL IGNORE THE ALL CAPS PEOPLE FOR OBVIOUS REASONS

P: idon'tknowwhatyouretalkingabout

Me: I Really Think This Is The Most Annoying Considering What Your Pinky Has To Go Thru
I'm A Bit Of A Socialist

P: inmyhumbleopinionthisisthemostannoyinghavingtoreadbutnotnecessarilytype

Me: yes but hashtags can be hilarious #dotcom

the cure for the common hypochondriac

my mom cured me as follows:

7-year-old me: "mama look at my toe-- it's peeling. what is WRONG WITH ME?!?!"

mama: "oh? look at that! that's what happens three days before you die!"

me: (ran off screaming and crying... probably wrote a will--- i was obsessed with writing wills at that age)

after years and years of this i finally figured out xyz wasn't going to kill me.