This morning I thought I saw him riding his bike past my house. Funny, how things work out, I thought I was so past this "seeing him everywhere" when I don't see him at all thing. Ashley says I should simply read Yaoi, watch something that pleases me like that, she's probably right. The sooner I grow attatched to another, the sooner I stop suffering and forget him...or actually, forgetting him is the end to all suffering.
I don't feel things the same way anymore.
My mother is moving to another country...and the choir is singing this Bach Choral in a beautiful sad key. Oh, Bach, you knew this pain, didn't you? It is a divine wrath, is love. Dissonance, oh great breaking of voices. That is my heart. Opened up on the surgeon's silver table.
She's taking Ben too. She wants him to grow up in a 3rd world country.
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