Call me tonight.

I thought I saw you on the last bus that night. It was kind of early for a Friday night. After all we are still young. Αnd I was dizzy. You were looking at me. I haven’t thought about you in years, I swear. But after that night I repeat your name 10 times a day.

You continued looking and I thought it was a game, I was giving you that look and I couldn’t believe that this girl was really me. Yeah I’m all grown up as you can see.

Your phone ringed, you answered and shock! This voice had nothing to do with you. Your name didn’t match this awful voice. But as I told you I was dizzy and I still let you see under my dress.

You will never come back so why should I waste my time. Memories will do the job.

In a week or two.

Your skin is so soft and I feel guilty for washing my hands after touching you.

But this is who I am.

I’m afraid. You know, I keep seeing these dreams. I die. I always die.

 So young.

And you won’t be my savior. I know that.

This is why I prefer to smell the soup on my hands than your perfume.

If you do nothing for me, I won’t do something for you.

All I need is a bath.

Main problem?

I don’t know you how to separate.

Forget people.

Forget situations.

LET GO.

We are all alone, don’t forget it.

You don’t understand me.

I enjoy loneliness.

I just miss people.

I can’t separate.

Well, you don’t have to worry about it.

There will always be someone to do it for you.

Shit.

NO (the answer to the bellow post)

You were my "break up on Sunday and make up on Monday".

What day is it again?

Oh I'm going back to sleep.

(photo by Mr. Venetis. I'm taking a break)

Grey.

You slept with a smile on your face and woke up with nothing left.

What I am doing here?

Oh damn.

You whisper my name but really it doesn’t feel the same.

Oh damn.

I would love to leave this place but I will miss you like hell.

Oh damn.

And so I stay and wait.

You ask me what I need.

I answer something you can not give me anymore.

You ask why I’m still here.

Here, where?

In this bed.

I always come back here to find what I have left.

Give it back to me please. You know what I'm talking about.

Yes?

Sober.

It is quite late don’t you think?

You came like a stream, sitting next to me chewing bubble gum. I can still remember the smell of its flavor.

I don’t remember what happened to me, but for a moment I forgot everything.

Baby don’t go away, I’m still here.

You were looking at my eyes and I was screaming enough but you didn’t stop.

Thank God you didn’t.

Another drink and I might forget my pain.

After 23 years I should have know this game.

But I’m losing again.

23 years of practice. Well not really but I still thought I was good at it.

But I’m here again.

Losing again..

On repeat.

Shhhhh!
Silence..
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I said Shhhhh!
Why it doesn't stop?
I did everything you told me.
I said Silence..

Oh God will it even stop..

Let's do it again..
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I think I'm fine for now.. I think.