Time After Time

Remember tonight, for it is the begining of another end.

It kills me to go back and relive somedays and I am incapable of even having a normal conversation with some people I would talk for hours with.

And some moments are just there, hanging in my mind, they draw attention, but no action.

And then there is the now, the time to relish my existence, to share and 'hang out' with someone who knows what you re talking about, and thinks you know what they re talking about.
No, i dont get attached per say, but i am loyal.

The world is too momentary, and life is too long no matter what anyone says.
I am practical and I will move on, we always move on. But hey thats not the point.

But I have a problem with the whole ordeal I have to go through to get to the lonely cottage in the country side. I dont know if i'll be able to take the 'looking back'. Dont give me structures and logics, give me the right to live - to be all that i can be.
I still want friends from both sides of the fence over for the 'real' parties minus the issues.

Maybe it will just be like that, but time stretches too far and wide. And so does the weird feeling in the pit of my stomach, and the heart has joined the procession, I am weak.

I guess I will be on my own now, but I'll get off the ride only when the stop comes.
I wont jump, I am afraid of the space & height & the unknown.

But Nothing is forever except in the mind,

And I object, I OBJECT.
Damn You...God.