...that strips my conscious bare

aware, rust and repair
3.13.2009

Like a balloon that's reached its biggest air capacity, you don't keep poking it with pins; taunting it to burst. You leave it it alone and let it deflate on its own. Given the duration from now until eternity. You just let it.
Sometimes people can be these little pins. They force themselves to get through to you. Sometimes, they don't know their limit. They poke, poke, and poke at you even when you're not ready. Even when the time is not right. It bothers me that they don't value the importance of space nor the importance of time. That things will get better with a little help of solitude and time. And believe me they will.

sincerely, Rm , 1:31 PM,

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At 15/3/09 1:10 AM, Blogger e.e said...

i thought i'd stop by and say hi.

HI. i miss u. =(

 

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