But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

So, it's like, one-thirty-ish.
And I'm currently resisting the urge,
to peel my face off.

Putting distance between someone and I,
is much harder than I imagined, perhaps,
it's my fault, for being so naive.

I'm listening to old songs,
things I haven't heard,
since I sat in the backseat of a car.

That backseat was the best place,
the driver humming along to all the songs,
my childhood of cars without seatbelts.

Today I told him I was leaving,
I'm not sure who took it harder.
I just, I don't really know what to say.

"I'll have Alex stop by on Saturday,
to get my things, this is going to sound awful,
but, you hold me down, how am I going to live?"

That look, that look he gave me.
I just wanted to take it all back, and say,
I don't know what I would've said.

He told me not to leave, I nodded.
But I left anyway, thank you Aaron.
Thank you for telling me to just leave.

So, here I am, dazed and drinking V8.
I don't really recall picking up the habit,
of drinking non-choc-full-o'-sugar juice.

I don't even know where to begin,
I'm a total wreck, and I don't know how,
how to pick up all the pieces this time.

Thereforth, I need someone to talk to.
But, they're all asleep, dreaming...
so, oh interwebs, you will take it like a bitch.

I think I'm going to go make some tea,
and maybe then go to sleep.
And I'll dream of the Great Green Room.

http://ittybittycrazy.deviantart.com/art/Goodnight-Moon-112227536

I wrote it forever ago,
to remind myself of what I missed,
But off to make some tea.

Just for the record, the weather today,
is slightly rainy with a good chance of,
mixed emotion and all of what the bad critics say.

-Noah