18:20

I knew it when we met that I'd

never be able to understand the

feeling of death.

...

If anything happens, I only hope

that it will be me who ends up in

anguish.

You don't deserve pain.

You're too perfect.

...

If it was a waste of time...to

you...then I hope you'll met me live

out the fantasy we had.

I'd rather believe in our hope-filled

recklessness where all we did

was chase after futures.

I fear, that if you were to reveal

the truth, your truth...about

me...that I'd recover.

Your honesty...is something I can

never heal from.

...

Perhaps the combination

of forgetfulness and particular

memory is what shall keep me

grounded.

When I wake up, if it's to ever

happen, I will have forgotten

yesterday.

When I am to rest in repose, there

be chance, maybe,

then I will

remember the lifetime which

deceived me...and I blindly

believed in.

...

If it's to be my fate, then do your

worst.

Tear apart my heart.

Shatter my eyes.

Crush my spirit.

Level and raze what little dignity

remains in my soul.

Free the red string that connects

you and I.

...

Destiny ties with fate. Like an

endless spool of thread, meant to

keep the world together, I care not

for that.

I only cared about the thread that

circled around us.

I wanted to believe that indeed,

soulmates existed, and that by

miracle or by something greater, I

had found mine.

But the problem with that

"something greater", is that the

greater it is, the harder it is to

believe it.

...

You can do anything to me.

Whether you'll hate me, or kill me.

Do what you suppose.

I'll embrace it all with open arms.

I am a fool. A romantic. A lost

signal.

Won't you let me fall slowly?

...

Take an Angel by her wings?

Would I do something like that so

that I got my wish?

To guarantee myself an

everlasting tragedy that will

cradle me from bed to grave?

I'd do anything.

...

I don't love you.

But perhaps I am wrong once again.

Perhaps I do love you.

You're a difficult man to not love,

but to love you, is difficult.

But I've never met anyone like

you.

And I never will.

You're too far from me.

I won't ever be able to know you.

I can't do anything.

We are not connected by the red

string of fate nor are our destinies

aligned.

We are two desperate people

worlds apart, and separated we

shall forever be.

But if I could see you, even once

with my own eyes...

...

Rain soothes me.

Water holds me gently.

The coldness that first comes is

irrelevant as warmth soon

welcomes me.

If I saw you, I imagine that it'd be

on a rainy day.

Much like today.

But really, it'd be during the

sunset.

Reality, however, tells me that

there's no possibility.

Life is often like that.

...

I'm infatuated by you.

...

Words are so meaningless, but

they save me.

Written words of those I've never

met, yet yearn to know; is there a

better way to connect myself to

them?

No matter...I am a burden.

Hindrances won't be

accompanied.

They'll be diminished.

Serves me right,

isn't that so?