Arpeggiated. Disorient.Sentiment.

Return: The Address.

Woke up at three am. Hung over from a shattered dream. You keep talking about running away. What are you waiting for there’s always today.

Hit the ground running, don’t forget to look back. Remember all you’ve left behind. But keep your head up kid we all know you’ll bounce back. Just as soon as you gather exactly what you set out to find.

But before you come back be sure to forget instead of forgive.

You must have ran to someone new. Thought that was what you always needed. In a life that was less blue. But your past holds you under the sea. You can forgive, be lost in regret, but please start to forget.

Hit the ground running, don’t forget to look back. Remember all you’ve left behind. But keep your head up kid we all know you’ll bounce back. Just as soon as you gather exactly what you set out to find.

Somewhere beyond this place you’ve known for so long. Lies the truth behind the background lights and ambient sounds. They’re begging you to get a grip (and) realize you were wrong. Looks like we’ve finally broke some ground.

Hit the ground running, don’t forget to look back. Remember all you’ve left behind. But keep your head up kid we all know you’ll bounce back. Just as soon as you gather exactly what you set out to find.

You can forgive, be lost in regret, but please start to forget.

But after today, the decision is yours forget the past and fuck the stories. This is you, this is your life to begin again if necessary.

But before you come back sure to forget instead of forgive.

You must have ran to someone new. Thought that was what you always needed. I life that was less blue. But your past holds you under the sea. You can forgive, be lost in regret, but please start to forget.

Please start to forget! We all could forgive. But leave the past, and leave it for dead.

I have come to terms with the fact that I think of this topic far to often. Especially with this interview coming up and the fact I’ve been cooped up in a house for to long, with nothing but a novel and dragon ball z to keep my mind off things. Even then though the thoughts are still there.

It’s like there’s a void now. Like a major break up, or even farther a death, had transpired and left an emptiness at the bottom. I sound like a whiny bitch I know but that is not the intention here. I’ve spent the last few days marinading in questions. In the end they really lack answer and only yield more questions.

So why keep this vague? I suppose it would be to keep private the actual thought and still ramble on about something. I want to create something again. Something like before where every word held a meaning, and in it’s harmony pulled out my stomach and threw it back out on the table.

I doubt that will ever happen.

So, reluctantly ending this with a lone question. What’s next and how long is the wait?

“It was like watching your favorite band break up, right in front of you. On the other hand it was more on the scale of admitting it was an utter defeat.”