I wish I could write something about you that doesn't involve love, or pain, a piece that doesn't breathe in longing or in tormented hopes. I want to write you a poem or a letter that doesn't eagerly revolve in mad anticipation or dreams and nightmares that are all but the same. I hope I don't quiver if I don't write the words "broken" and "desperate". I wish to feel a little heaven, and not much of hell when I imagine the story. I hope it does have an ending, somewhere. I want to write about you and not be dragged by the fleeting time and the fading of memories. I want every word to escape and not entrap my mind. And as I start to put the words while staring at the dark solace, I decided to stop and never write and weep...
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