glancing at these empty shot glasses on the counter.. i find myself sitting between familiar faces with unknown intentions. we share laughters.... mostly because our blood-alcohol level allows us to tolerate each other. ambience is nice in this place... lighting is pleasantly dim, but that's dangerous because i can't really tell if the guy across the room who i've been having eye sex with for the last half hour is actually handsome, or not. i catch myself glancing down at the black screen on my phone and hitting the home button to check the time (as if i had somewhere else to be), and i'm left wishing you were still an option... as of late, i find myself killing time, filling empty and nonrefillable voids, just to rid myself of a time where you were all that i knew, all that i needed, and all that i wanted.. right now, i don't know a damn thing.... especially not what the hell i actually want, and the only thing that i need is to rid myself of you. expel you from my memory..... grow new skin cells that have never been touched by you.... i probably need a god damn new heart, too... sitting here, i realize that i have to stop making homes out of people.... because i tend to have to move out quite too often.. and things are always lost or broken in the process of moving... i've lost far too many pieces of me...
who have i become? im not the person you once knew... you're sure as hell not the person i once knew.. say we both make it out of this world in one piece .... would you spend that eternity with me.....? in that dimension, give me three minutes for every minute you stold from me.. give me three minutes for every minute you promised, but never shared with me... give me all of your time then and make up for the lack of minutes and hours you promised, but failed to bless me with your presence in this lifetime... if not, when they lay us in a tomb, feets beneath the ground, rot with me. it's the least you can do for not giving me all of your life .... it's the least you can do for not giving me any of your time. i need to gather my stuff and recollect my thoughts.. it's time to move out again.