so, eventually all things come down to the point where you have to make a decision, and mine is this: i can't live like this anymore. or more accurately, i cant be dead like this anymore. it's a different state of mind; an opportunity to be just me, not this half-concious mockery of the strenght i lost somewhere along the way. i wish i could say i arrived at this place on my own, but i'm just the body, you are the vessel. kisses fell upon my face like rain, beautiful and bittersweet. each drop soothes, and i realize that the world still holds so much for me. now i want this moment to last, to linger; i dont want it to fade in a cloud of smoke. Terror and nightmares still cling and chase; it doesn't matter. i love you and that's something worth remembering.
