Evol

If you love me that's your misfortune...if I belive you, that's mine. Drifting apart is how I straighten my ways, I'm not sure to who am I lying, you or myself, lies is what keep you happy and the final joke is on me for keeping all this suffering just for myself, a pain I don't want you to know about, an illness I have to bear because I want you to be alright.

When the sigh of the last minutes of the day decrease in meaning I will just flow from consciousness and I will stay in the middle, right before the complete drowsiness, not resting, not thinking, feeling in a consuming awkwardness just by myself, answering questions and forgetting more memories.

Life is about what you leave behind, what you are always doing, and who are you gonna affect in the future. The past can only change in memories, the presents comes at us in waves and in changes just like any other mood swing, it's like sand in your hands, it's always passing, never dying, and the future is a never coming idea (just don't make it a belief).