I’m standing in the middle of nowhere, wanting to go everywhere. I have lost everyone and everything I have wanted. How are we supposed to start all over again when there is nothing to hold on to?
I’m holding on to my emotions even though they are wrong. You are wrong for me. I want you. I want everything that doesn’t belong to me because I don’t belong to anything.
I am not myself in the visions of the past and future, completely misunderstanding the present. It’s hurtful to be playful, but it’s even more hurtful to be honest. I’m hurt in the middle of nothing. There is sorrow beyond the shades of the sunshine; there is no melody under the beats of the sound.
There is no answer to any question. The beatings of the heart remain beating.
ella valentine 