Playlist/Bingo: Too Close

It’s a cliché, but it’s still true: attachments are dangerous. I’ve done better than the other by using it as my guiding principle. Don’t set roots, keep moving, stay casual. But that’s a fucking lonely way to exist, especially when you’re on the outside looking in one what you want more than anything.

Never knew how much worse it’d be to get invited in.

I feel like I’m being ripped open again. Like ever metre the train moves is an inch of skin stripped. I didn’t want to run this time. I put it off way too long. And even though I gave in, I keep thinking I should have given a better explanation. But what could I say? That it was what I wanted?

We’d all know what a fucking lie. So it’s one more city left behind, one more name tossed off. One more life shot to shit.

Damn it. I know better than this.

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by | Sep 26, 2013