Saturday, March 20, 2010
- 9:52 PM
True I could always tell the truth,
and I really would like to but,
that hinders me forgetting all the things I wish I could forget.
My mother always spoke of re-writing history, but I'm pretty sure this is not what she meant.
I can pretend all sorts of things never happened, and after a while, its as though that were the truth.
Because of course, if no one remembers, then they're as good as never happening at all
right?
Wednesday, March 03, 2010
- 8:45 PM
I always get so cold when something bad is going to happen.
That night when she first left, it was summer, it was warm, and I was shaking like I had hypothermia. Could hardly zip up my sweater my hands were so stiff.
Now the shivers come and I recognize what they symbolize.