miércoles, 13 de abril de 2011

Problems

Because you can get fired. You can lose your house. You can lose your money, or a chance for a better life. You can just have a bad day. After all, your family and friends will be there. In the end, that's what matters. They are the only utterly essential.

But when you argue with them. When you shout at them. When you wear the relationship. When you stop talking to them. When you lose them... What good is work? Your house, your money, your future. Your days. What does it matter? When you lose someone.

I found her in my ribcage. Banging angrily against her bone prison.

I cannot let you go. I'm sorry.

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