Wednesday, 26 August 2009

"Before my heart was stolen...."

Suddenly everything starts swimming. Like I've been submerged, deep but slowly into water, green, flowing, misty water. Everything goes blurry just for a second, just for a second. I'm not scared. I just have to re-read it. Re-read it. Re-read it. Breathless. I'm not sure if you do it on purpose. I think you know, I'll obsess over it before I sleep tonight. It's not earth shattering. It's nothing new. Just a line in a sentence.... That swims around me. Round and round. I'm dizzy. I picture it. A romantic fairytale. This one ended in tragedy. A different side to every story. The moment has passed. Ages ago now, minutes burn like hours until I can be alone to think about this. Picture it some more burn myself right into the ground. It's nothing to do with me. It's nothing to do with me. It gets worse than this you know. Much worse. Would you like to pummel yourself down that road? Think it all over again. Let it swim around your head a little. A little more? I didn't think so.
Think about what you've got. What you've really got

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