Friday, December 01, 2006 DEFINITION OF A CATALYST. ♥ 11:18 PM
You & I, we're too different. Leaning against the railing with cigarette smoke in my face, I was yanked back to reality. It wasn't me. That girl who was leaning isn't me. I didn't mind the smoke, I didn't mind the company, I think they're fine. None of that bothered me. Now, everything about you that I never knew about are resurfacing, and now I realise that I have known you for nine years without actually knowing you in the real sense of the word.
If only I had opened my ears big enough to listen, instead of denying everything everyone tried to tell me. I should have seen it coming.
Without difficulty, without a tinge of feeling.
MERELY A CATALYST IN THIS SPEEDY REACTION.
WE LOST IT. SOMETIME DURING THE 795 DAYS, WE LOST OUR FEELINGS AND THE ONLY STRINGS THAT WERE HOLDING US TOGETHER. WE'VE FALLEN APART.