Here and nowA slight itch travels across your skin, across your brow and through the muscles of your arm.As you scratch your brow, you notice the gash in your hand, it is infected and green and it doesn't look healthy at all.You cut yourself with the scissor before, just a little cut on your finger as you cut out a band-aid for your gash.Flies are on your floor, they can't fly.Suddenly, silence.
Oh we're all so charming todayOh we're all so charming today~Not so sharp replies and repeating answers like a skipping record sets my heart on flames.Answers that make no sense nor answer anything lies waiting while my curious and half-lidded eyes skips through our conversation.And deciding to say against ourselves, are we?~I feel all bubbly and happy inside as I read it again:"You'll go to hell if you don't seek forgiveness with God"OH, OH~ You know JUST what to say to make my heart flutter and rapidly beat!~I sigh contently.So this is what it's like to try to reason with ignorant arses.
It was a cold day in september...It was a cold day in september, you sent me a letter.I looked at it with cold eyes and threw it into a box, not caring what you had to say anymore. After what you did to me, I didn't know how I would ever be able to forgive you.I stomped around, childish as I was, but didn't open your letter. I forgot about it for years, but when I was cleaning a couple of weeks ago, I found it again.Being more mature, I opened it. Because I had forgiven you not that long ago.As the lines flew past, I tried to comprehend what you were telling me, what was written on this paper."Dearest daughter.We know you have moved on in your life, and saying sorry would never be enough. We hurt you. We betrayed you. We are sorry."I could see some smudges in the ink, had you been crying?"Your father is dying, and I'm afraid that I'll follow him soon after his death. But remember that no matter what happened, we always loved you.Remember that time when your father couldn't find you in the mall? When you decid