just because i have been catching up on my sleep does not indicate things forgotten.
it just means i needed a change of scenery.
a life of consistency calls for fresh air.
the air is stale when you never leave your comfort zone.
uncomfortable, but breathing.
a wave of hope has begun to dry out.
these bones are hollowed out without the chirping of the morning bird.
no more critics to tell me it will be okay.
no more reminders that what i am doing is the proper track.
i have ached for more words from you.
i deserve everything i get. you don't deserve how you feel.
i wake up with my hand to my nose, wishing i had a scar to your memory.
at the same time, i don't want a memory.
memories mean something is gone.
you will never be gone to me.
as for apologies:
there is no need to apologize for not agreeing with others, for not being perfect (because no one is), and for feeling. furthermore, there is no need to apologize for the past. i do, however, feel like i need to say i'm sorry, and those who know know why. i love you, and you, and the rest of the lot. i wish i could make everything right. in life there is no right or wrong, though. it takes years to figure that out.
a break from the world has been in order.
doctor's orders. that is, if the doctor was one of the several personalities in my mind.
i am your best kept secret. the words that slip my lips become a part of it when you let the speakers do the talking. i've got a lot to say with little desire to tell the world.
i gave up on sentence structure, and paragraphs are over. essays are for university. capitalization for grades and clients. i have verbal discharge - these words slip through without warning. i have been so accustomed to keeping my mouth shut, though, that all that comes out are clouds and fogs of what you think you know.
it's time for the segment called 'clear talk with august laine':
1. the potential labels who have considered working with me to release my record are not thrilled with my disappearing act. if all else fails, i will release an ep independently.
2. i apologize to the soundwave fans for having to be delayed for what you don't know is coming. it will be worth it though, i promise.
3. there is no three. i am not that important. but i wanted to make this segment longer.
final thoughts: these waves that fill me leave me swimming for days. may they never end, nor leave me seasick.
