Tuit

I cant really say I know much. Things have changed so drastically in so little time. People have come and gone, almost disappeared; important people; unforgettable people; beautiful. I've managed to drive them away somehow, whether with my incoherences, my cowardness or my insistence. Which ever way, I just seem to drive these people away.

I tend to back off then, I know the signs; I recognized those hidden words in between the lines because If heard them before; I've used them as well.

She's drifting away. Sooner or later, I know our hands will drift apart.

She's far away. Nothing I can do there.

She's disappeared. I can only wonder where she's gone.

I'll vanish myself eventually, not into thin air but up to the north, a colder place, more comfortable for me. It's about time I take a break from the sun. The lake will be a place for me to relax. An ocean that's sweet.

My problems will come and go and I'll take care of them as they arrive, It's more important to take care of myself now; to get better; to feel well enough to function in other ways than accompanied. I need to learn to be able to breath by myself.

Everything will eventually fall into place, only if I'm there to put everything where it needs to be. Once each thing comes and presents it's problem I'll make sure to get around "tuit."

'Till then.

Cheers