adventures in aimlessness

speak in parables
i don't want your meaning
keep it all a mystery wrapped in a lie
shocking how easily they fall off the tongue
'i forgive you, i love you, i don't think less of you'

the thing is, i can forgive many things, but sordidness is apparently not one of them.
there are some things i just don't want to know
i don't know how to handle
i'm not as good a friend as i might like
but at least i'm not lying to myself about that

when you close a volume of your life, sometimes people get stuck in the ephemera of the last story and don't make it into the next one. and so it goes.

so long, fare well. i don't love you anymore.



i'm glad music can still give me the chills.