i never said it would be easy.

(no bitterness)

light years
won't change
the past.

[ dissect a trillion sighs away
will you get this letter
jagged pulp sliced in my veins
i write to remember
'cause i'm a million miles away
will you get this letter
jagged pulp sliced in my veins
i write to remember...]

.
state of mind: one armed scissor_at the drive in