New releasing flashes through my body in this senseless world of nothingness – did you know that I love you? Loved you. Yes, that sounds more grammatically correct, does it not? Game plan, it rocks slowly back and forth as you sway down the field on this game called life, will you make it out alive? I doubt it, nobody does.
Although you believe that life is something you have wrapped around your finger, it has it wrapped around you. At points it leaves you untracable. Unforgetable. Unreachable. Bleed through it all, you will learn to enjoy it.
The people in this world are truly sick, demented. Who said that you are free of that? Who said that I am? Who determines this?
I Love You.
