five seconds flat.

viii. ceilings

wes,

it's been three and a half months since that halloween.

i don't think of you as much anymore. i can't tell if i should be happy or sad about it.

i feel like i've been living a movie. i live an experience with somebody that makes me incredibly happy and content, only to realize that the person doesn't exist. it's like turning on a movie that you've seen before, only to realize that you've started it from the end. it's like i keep thinking imagining that i'm in this amazing relationship only to wake up and realize the truth.

i'm lonely. i haven't had anything like what i had with you since halloween.

i don't want you back. i just want your memory to leave me alone so i can live.

go away,

luna