The heavy drama became terribly boring,
so she searched for some sort of lost innocence.

I became a stranger in the mirror.

It's you, it's always been you all along.

Where do they get the idea that I'm so strong?

When I looked at myself, all I could do was to say I'm sorry.

All I really wanted was someone to take care of.

It's important to not mistake her misery for my own.

Nobody has time for Art anymore.

Finally, that orange, rubber snake is gone from the alley - now I can move on with my life.

Love is like Art,
You pour all your soul into it,
Until you realize you're finished.

I left you when you made being with you impossible.

I left you when you didn't buy me a cake on my birthday.

I left you when you said I was weak cause I didn't want to give up on you.

I spent our entire relationship leaving you, until I finally left you.

I went for a walk, late last night.

It rained some,

I didn't mind, it felt nice.

It was quiet, no one else was out.

I felt like nothing bad could happen to me, cause the worst has already passed.

Oh, and that clog in the bathtub, I think its gone.

It rested for a moment under my back tire, then slitered out, right near me. I felt like I needed to do something to save it.

At the right moment, even pain melts and insight follows.

I ask, "Are you afraid of me?"

"Maybe," she responds.

"Are you afraid?" she asks.

"I don't know," I answer.

"Why are you afraid?"

"Cause you show me who I really am"

I caught her dozing off while I was talking. It sounds offensive but actually it made me laugh.

I kept waiting for her to pull away, but she never did. She only hugged me more, and tightly.

Right Now

I still feel her inside of me. I will not be totally well until she is gone.