promise me.
03/13/04|6:41 p.m.

and when they were pulling me out by my arms, when despite my clinging and begging, I could feel it all - the walls and ground of you - slipping away, this is what I was trying to scream. what I would have said, if I'd known the words were there.

"promise me you'll never forget me; because if I thought you would, I'd never leave." -aa milne

that's the translation it's taken me two-and-then-some years to find. I'm ill with remembering you, and that's ironic, but irony never heals anyone.

that's what I would have said, but now I know better. and you know, too, whether or not you'll admit it to yourself. you know, don't you?, that I never ever left.

~me

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