Perseverance, Against All Opposition.

Oh, just then I found a note in my pocket

It read:

I want to see you again.

Lord how I want to.

Fuck bad intentions.

I just want to

Live.

I just want to

Love.

I just want to

Learn

From my mistakes

Reshape

Recon

Figure

Metamorphosis

Into some sort of more pure

Thing

I want to know what I have to do, what I need to have.

But the answer is nothing.

There isn't anything I can do. There never has been, and there never will be.

And so I stagnate.

Every day this all makes a little more sense, and everything around me makes a little less.

It baffles me, the catalyst for all of this. Maybe it's all something grander than I realise. Or maybe I know exactly what it is, and that's why my world's been turned inside out.

Extravagant?

My my, how you baffle me, dearest.

I'm nothing but fool's gold. Cubic zirconium. A gilded plate.

It'll all flake off once you pick at it enough.

Wishin' I, wishin' I, wishin' I was there with you.