moved.moved.moved

Tuesday, December 09, 2003

clutching her wallet in one hand, and her bag in the other, she gets off the bus.

the surroundings enveloped her with strange hostility. yet at the same time, she felt ironically calm. her last conversation with a friend on the bus now seemed far and frightfully unfamiliar, but she didn't give a fuck. raising the volume of her headphones to its maximum volume, she walked on steadily, yet shaking with fear, as she basked in the warmth of her favourite tunes.

"i'll never leave you behind, or treat you unkind. the tears in my eye, speaks of the sweetest goodbye"

as the words echoed violently in her heart, she felt a sudden emptiness as the streets suddenly became startlingly empty. there was only her, her music and the emptiness of her heart. and for that one swift of a moment, she felt nothing more then loneliness creeping into her heart. it seared through her entire self like a cracking fire, burning and destroying everything in sight.,

as the walls came down in one swift motion, so did her entire self. it culminated in her feeling wrecked and as she walked away, one could hear her say

numb maybe? maybe, just maybe yes