Music: Deaf Center - Pale Ravine
The Note
The note that never was. When I'm gone, there will be no final letter of explanation. I'll just be somewhere else - somewhere else because we can't ever disappear completely. You may forget my memory, you may forget my body but I once was and I always will be, me. If reincarnation is to be believed, I won't quite remember my existance but may reappear to you in another form, it will serve as a reminder of my existance.
As I watch a virus run rampant in another part of the world; as I watch riots break out due to dispicable actions of authority - I chose to be numb, knowing I cannot affect the outcome of either.
I choose to be distratced by notions of love, not knowing which choice is right. The long tale of she loves me, she loves me not and I'm too ignorant to see the immediate beauty of someone who truly loves me - ignorant or bored? Bored or not fufilled. Perhaps, egotistically I'm not the one who can belong to one. Perhaps, I wasn't meant for that and despite the jealousy encurred, I'm better off this way.
I need an adventure, to better myself but I'm not selfish or courageous enough to go alone.
The soundtrack is playing inside my head.
Who will read my honesty? Will you forgive me? Would you understand that I love you.
I could fantasize, I can dream but it's a waste of time. Yet, I find myself going inside wishing we could live in equally fufulling harmony together. In my brain it works, and we're all friends.
