an excerpt

on one sphere. i can’t believe that you really are gone.

on the other sphere. you really have to be gone.

you’re  not this.

you’re not what i need.

you’re not what you said you were or could be or would be.

you have to be nothing now.

i summon the bliss of not knowing you.

but to do so, feels like i would not know myself.

***

somebody – depeche mode

I want somebody who cares

For me passionately

With every thought and

With every breath

Someone who’ll help me see things

In a different light

All the things I detest

I will almost like

I dont want to be tied

To anyones strings

Im carefully trying to steer clear of

Those things

But when Im asleep

I want somebody

Who will put their arms around me

And kiss me tenderly

Though things like this

Make me sick

In a case like this

Ill get away with it