"I close both locks below the window
I close both blinds and turn away
Sometimes solutions aren't so simple
Sometimes good bye's the only way"

~Linkin Park, Shadow of the Day

yet I don't really know what.

the following post is dedicated to someone:

for the past times,
thanks.
it was wonderful, those few.
talking about nearly everything.
but you're someone I cannot tell everything to.
thing is, half the time, I don't really know who I'm talking to.
sometimes, you're you.
sometimes, I don't know who you are.
thing is, I don't even know when you're you and not.
I don't really know you, .bestfriend.
we aren't who I thought we could be.
I erected the wall between us.
you thickened it.
a million times I which I'd tell you straight,
but then I wonder,
can our relationship take the strain?
problem is, I still don't know.


"If you gave someone your heart and they died,
did they take it with them?
Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?
"


thing is,
I don't even know where my heart is.
I misplaced it.


I like every part of him.
problem is, there isn't.
not anymore;
not for the longest time.