I never thought I was the person who counted, the one making marks on tally forms. I never imagined red x’s on a calendar, and a day that both destroyed and created me.
Alles geht, it all goes. I’m walking in circles, I’m climbing a mountain. I look for you in empty places. These photographs don’t materialize.
The world is dark and very deep. The sun shines, and I’m drowning. I live in a box. I live inside nowhere.
There is never enough time.
You’re part of me forever now. You live inside my blood. I wish there were a stronger word than love.
I love you.
Miranda’s Blog: Friday the 13th