It's like having an out of body experience. Watching all of this from above. Trying to solidify the images of absurdity in to my head. Attempting to not forget it. Because you do not learn from forgetting.

Today is the new dawn. I'm going to pick up the greatly disturbed pieces of what's left of my heart, and hide them underneath my untouched pillow for another day. Another change. A new time.

I'm not going to forget them, but I'm not going to try to. Even though the constant echo of their two mimicking voices rattles my mind until breaking point, I appreciate it. Knowing that they could have had something untouchable, but instead, touched it too soon. And I will move on.

I'm going to wake up and look out my window, and see the blue sky. It too, will be my never-ending guide. Just because the dark clouds block it, doesn't mean it's radiating existence has been sacrificed. There just so happens to be something in the way for a while.

I will reach deep, and pull, and push until everything has been put back in to it's right. I will do this alone. And learn. And grow. With the help of those few whom I love and only their voices will be echoing.

You are beautiful. I am beautiful. We're going to make it through this dense fog together, holding hands, and singing love songs as loud as we can. I am going to release this unending weight off of my chest and retain the ever-growing want to focus, but on something more worthy. I now determine what I fascinate about. And your presence will no longer over wright my senses until shut down. I will not shut down. Because that is unnecessary. I will not deny that there will be tears, and breakdowns. But I will always be open and listen to mind and body.

Those girls are unstable. Those boys are unworthy.

This is a new dawn. The blue sky, too, will be my never-ending guide.