i've asked myself why many times why. why i keep going back even though i know that theres nothing there left for me but a heap of dry dusty bones and a large pile of sand. that the momentary happiness i feel will simply just wither away into tears with the setting of the sun. but you see, the sunrise has never been more beautiful than when i am sharing them with you and even with the darkness that sets and engulfs me i still remember the warmth of the light on my skin. i dont know why, i just know...
its hard to forget because of the memories and all the emtional ties that we form and we make. the bonds we have forged seem almost close to impossible to simply just break and walk away from. its like having to bite your hand away to run from the chain and you still leave apart of yourself behind.
dying a little everyday.
when will i ever learn