Incoherence.

I love that feeling.
I loved that moment when I was feeling that feeling.
I wish I were stronger. 
I wish you were here.
I pray to somebody, not like God -sorry believers, I'm not such a good fan.
I pray to my people who are there, taking care of me, somewhere over the rainbow.
I dream about you. Him. Her. I dream constantly. 
I miss something I used to have. I miss something someone's taken from me.
I need to take some days off. 
I should not care. Fuck'em. I should not listen to them. Not again.
I know. I know who we are. I know what we feel. 
I know how much we love each other.
I know it won't last forever. 


I need to change. I need to stop saying I'm sorry
"I'm writing, I'm sorry" 
"Don't say sorry, you're doing what you love." << True story.


What I'm 100% sure right now is that nothing I've written is true or false. Anything can change.

As I've said, I'm taking some days for me. I'll be back soon.