22.12.11

I have become extremely comfortable being alone, and that is something I never wanted to feel. Even the people I saw the brightest light in have let me down. I'll never let a person determine my emotions again; they're all just too unreliable.
"We live alone, creating our own lives as we go."
I've never believed any other words so whole-heartedly.

6.12.11

Sometimes my eyes glaze over and all I can do is notice moving shadows and sunlight as it hits the window. The light shatters into a million pieces as it passes through the glass and pools over my skin. I hear the murmur of people around me, but it's your voice I'd rather listen to, your shadow I hope to see cast. I wish you could swim in this light with me.