Day 6.

Pic totally unrelated, but omggggggg I want that panda T^T

It's odd how things can be so different in just 24 hours. Except the insomnia, that probably won't be changing for a while. Still, at least I have a reason to wake up in the morning. To keep living and to keep reading your words.

It feels so alive again. Like watching something smoldering into a pile of ashes and then having life springing through the grey. It's so odd to describ these feelings...like simple words aren't enough.

These are the longest seven days of my life. But not much matters now because I know how you feel. I feel so appeased... and no longer thorny like a hedgehog.

I can't do much cept give tribute to all those times you said I love you after my random episodes of brattiness. Or always being the first person to say good morning and the last to say goodnight. There's no ninja in this post.

I love you for everything that you are and everything that you represent to me. For you I'm willing to believe in this "forever"... and if it's just a dream.

Don't ever let me wake up again.

Dream.txt

Clearly. She's infected. -quarantine- and no.
That is NOT a pokemon.
"This is the moment I've always waited for. So, why is my heart so sore...?" - A.C

If it wasn't so why does it connect so well? I wish I had never thought of anything. I'm tired of having those kinds of thoughts. I still wonder if I am walking in your shadow sometimes. However much or however little you were, I don't know why I feel like I am being compared to you.

Whatever.

Thank god I don't know what she's saying. Lyrics often mean too much for their own good. Reaching out to people when they are unsuspecting. Getting in their heads with haunting melodies. When you start relating to them, understanding the feelings that the singer has long left behind, you make yourself vulnerable.

When you have literally everything in life, you shouldn't have the right to complain. But then that's not having everything is it? I just want these feelings to go away.