One-lined Epiphanies.

cuz im random like that.
this for the things that i'll remember.


I hit the It.

It, where Enough lies.
It, where You're missing the point.

It, the missing point.

so i turn myself to face me.

this could be heaven or this could be hell

Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

we are all just prisoners here, of our own device

You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave

18 miles. 14 hours. 2 weeks.
3 different universes. 3 different lifetimes.
one lesson.
Forget. Forget. Forget.

end nostalgic rant. phee-ew.
-eeda