August 20 ,2013. Day 10
In the madness of things, one flees or fixes.
In the madness of things I forgot things, in the madness of things I became angry no affection.
In the madness of love, I loved too much.
I know its day ten now and don't let that fool you, I haven't forgotten about you. It's just another heartbreak every time I think about you. You know my "mind" well I guess you never really did, but you know me best. I miss you, and it hurts every time my memories of you and emotions cling together. I tore through the thick silky strings of my skin, and pulled and ripped to shreds any love that had ever been. Any aura so pure glad fully glides with the wind, and if it ever may, I must never clench, so I've sent my mind away. We're taking some time apart. It's drifted past lost islands and huge drafts of thunderstorms, and somewhere in the mix I got lost. And that's where I've been, for the last nine days. But on the tenth I'm finding my way back to you. Much had happened here, feels like our last moments together were lifetimes ago. As I'm paddling back to you, I'm not quite sure what's waiting for me on the other side. Have you forgotten about me? I don't know. But I know I must have faith or I shall be swallowed up by this empty ocean and become nothing like it is.