the project is never due, it was never meant to be finished – it was my last effort for you,
only i found that self realization is a great teacher and i realized that you were not
the same as me – it was a last standing strategy for you to endure me – but i found that was
not ment to be.
i know now your excitement was your way of letting me know that you cared, only i know
how and why and i really understand.
i hate knowing that you’re ok with what i’ve suffered because of you.
i hate knowing that you feel for others, i hate knowing that they try to know you when I’m the
one supposed to. i hate that you will leave as soon as you begin with me – i ill loose
before i start – this we share,if anything besides my thoughts that play like children in my mind.