"Can you feel me, are you with me, I don't want to, be alone now"
I don't think that this life is worth living 90% of the time.
Je liet me kapot.
My being has shattered.
You left with the dustpan full, and left me with the dust to fill the crevices left by your footprints.
Don't you know it's bad luck to leave holes in a boat?
That's what you perceive me as, yes?
A sort of empty vessel to take refuge in as you will?
I learned to write bars.
I learned to create music
Create something you always told me to create
Yet you're not here to witness it.
And it's all my fault.
I miss you,
G.E.C.
...what a shame, that is.
That someone so influential decided to leave when things began to influence them.
that when a ring was brought into the question
it became a problem, rather than an inquisition.
