so it has happened. life goes on, time passes. things change.
not like how i wanted it to - but we cant help it, can we?
i still struggle, sometimes, even with the knowledge that we cannot help it, about how
things have changed - permanently - that time cannot be reversed. that we cannot undo what has been done.
to come to terms with these, would probably take me more time than what has passed
it still hurts, somehow. after so long. i wish it didnt. did you really mean that much? maybe im just stubborn

somewhere within him. something's trapped...something that he constantly try to break out from. he calls it a mental enclosure - something that limits his emotions , something that tangles his actions and words into a knot. he yearns to break free. it's an immense struggle within. even with his daily speech, thoughts, he constantly face a blank empty wall. it's seldom now...but it still happens. suddenly words become a difficulty - stumble, mumble, fumble. thoughts become a blur, slurs over. help.