ink, blood & tears

easy is the descent into hell.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

(forever)

I once believed that I'd love you forever.

I don't know what I'd do now if you took me up on that.

It's funny, how of all the things that can retain tranquility, retain indifference-- but you, without fail, will always manage to shift the wind. I can remain unaffected by everything else, until you.

Nevertheless, it's nice to no longer wonder.