Is it strange that I think a part of me has already died?
Is it odd that I, sometimes, believe only my shell survives and my soul lives in the beyond?
Is it wrong that the image of that departed soul that resides within me now, breathing pointlessly, craves to be reunited with that which lies beyond?
Is it normal that I feel empty from the inside when these thoughts wash over me?
Click-click. I feel connected with you. Click-click. Disconnected again.
A/n: From now on, there is going to be a separate category for these thoughts! 😀 Stay tuned and if you wanna share a thought (one liner) or some wordplay, leave a link in the comments.
To love you would be wonderful. But to love you, i’d have to change you. To change you would be unfair.
If you’re smart enough to figure all this out, then I deserve to be caught.
A/n: I am also going to share these random thoughts from now on. Thoughts that describe my whole day. 😀
“What is reality?” they asked.
“Anything that doesn’t last,” I replied.
A/n: The image is titled, “Escape from Reality” by Norman Deunas.