it still hangs there in my head. it won't end. like a dead bird in the air that just won't fall to the ground. i could run away to moneta, wyoming. or red lodge, montana. or maple grove, minnesota. but i can't let go. we're connected for good, ain't we? when will this tether be gone? and my memories twist into fantasies that, like a moron, i think have possibilities. i could go to antarctica and bury my head and what's left of my heart in the snow, but my love just wont go. am i sick? or were we meant? am i being f***** with by demons? is it me that's acting evil? am i in the right? or am i wrong? or is this just how love is?