Thursday, June 18, 2009

Pasherpa-ers: Disconnected

There are brainless people, and there are people who are unaware that they have brains. Which one are you?

You hold my quivering hand as if to tell me that everything has become alright. As if I’d buy your ridiculous statement. How many times have I heard or felt you say that to me again?

I’ve been there all afternoon, watching her sleep in the most peaceful manner I’ve seen lifelong. Lifelong… now there’s an irony – don’t look at me like that!

And please, please, let go of me! I’m sick enough not having someone to tell me they know exactly how I feel. You don’t, okay?

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