This, this is too much

for me to think of.

I need to be more

careful.

We need to be more

careful!

If this thing i think of

is bound to happen i'll

have only

two choices...

Let live or murder.

Now, i am strongly

against murder but if i

am faced with this

choice who knows

where my desperate

measures will take

me.

We can't be together

for a while, just until i

know my situation.

I don't want to worry

you.

I really do like you and

i don't want this scare,

this unanswered

question to make us

both stressed out.

So for now i'll just

keep this to myself

and let the fear build

up inside me rather

than the both of us,

that is until i find out

the truth.

I just hope this thing i

think of isn't true.

kiss me benieth the milky twilight

i liked the talk we had.

it'll probably be one of my best memories yet.

this will be tatooed on my body someday.....

hope is the thing with feathers

that perches in the soul

and sings the tune without words

and never stops at all

and sweetest in the gale is heard

and sore must be the storm

that could abash the little bird

that keep so many warm

i've heard it in the chillest land

and on the strangest sea

yet, never, in extremity

it ask a crumb of me

a poem by Emily Dickenson

it really sucks when you have way too much time to just think.

all those thoughts and memories that you've put in the way back of your mind and have tried to forget about seem to come out and overwhelm you and it can get really discomforting.

and all your wonderful thoughts and memories you enjoy thinking get pushed back into hiding behind the unpleasing thoughts and memories that you don't want to think about.

that was deep, i know.