Train

My heart is in the highlands. The slightest breeze takes me there. It suddenly seems impossible. What I’ve been trying to do.
I want to give up and be selfish. I want to enter the desolate land and just suffer the familiar pain instead.
I can’t erase the faces. I am bothered by them wherever I go.
I don’t want you to hurt me. I don’t want to get hurt.
Is it ok to dream of everlasting when the world is full of fleeting things? When everything just passes all the time without exception?
Why is it never enough?
Why can’t I stop? I couldn’t do it.
I just need to stop seeing your damn face. It makes me sad.
Are you kidding? nobody is okay 🙂

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