YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL !

“I’ll have it. You have to give it to me. It’s gotta go somewhere.”

I just want to call anyone… and say anything at all.

You’ve been yammering away until now. You yammer all the time. You still want to yammer some more?

I’ve never been able to say what I really want to. I’m not talking about yammering away just to feel like I exist. I want to say something that will allow me to relax. Conversations, words… that somehow feel restful.

“Dying alone felt lonely. It comforts me to know that you will be with me. I knew you wouldn’t disappoint me. That’s the perfect outfit for you to wear to the fiery pit.”

Maybe you, I and the fish only exist in the memory of a person who is long gone. Maybe no one really exists and it’s only raining outside.