Still Hear
take is easy It's not like I have a choice in the matter and don't call me 'easy'. Why did you look so scared when we hugged goodbye? Did you think I was asking you to stay. Or did you think I would kill when I looked up into those stormy eyes with my head on your chest. Did I remind you how vunrable I was when they turned you into a tool. For all that its the Arab Spring like we talked about its time to come home. I can say 'MK Ultra' without getting woozey and Alice in Wonderland is entertaining and enjoyable. Take the kids if you like I'd like another new one to. Thank the meds and the nervous system that brought us back to me still breathing depression soup with the ghost knives twisting in my uterus that give the old withdrawl pain when I recognise my needs and wants. I saw Andrew and he sends his love eyes still down but not like before his furrows soften in pixelation instead of sharpened.