The first thing you lay your eyes in the morning will set your mood, too.
I miss us. This is an undeniable fact.
Always will.
Talking about magic moments.
Reading through several books.
Nothing gripping.
Music and a rediscovered pleasure even if for a short time.
A steady nausea feeling, as I worry.
Only this time, I refuse the empathy wave, as I am not strong enough.
More insight about the grieving mistress. Images that would make a movie a hit.
The story of the mice hidden in the shoes.
The never-ending snow outside.
Looking for the inner light, but failing. Too many dark blankets cover it.
Tired of fighting and thinking objectively.
Fringe.
I miss us. This is an undeniable fact.
Always will.
Talking about magic moments.
Reading through several books.
Nothing gripping.
Music and a rediscovered pleasure even if for a short time.
A steady nausea feeling, as I worry.
Only this time, I refuse the empathy wave, as I am not strong enough.
More insight about the grieving mistress. Images that would make a movie a hit.
The story of the mice hidden in the shoes.
The never-ending snow outside.
Looking for the inner light, but failing. Too many dark blankets cover it.
Tired of fighting and thinking objectively.
Fringe.
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