08 July, 2016
I don't know what to believe in, you don't know who I am
Silence lifted last night. Still not sure if it's a good thing. I know if silence descends again, it won't lift, for any reason.
Or so I tell myself...
Is my heart too tender to hold the line? Am I too gullible to keep from getting sucked back in? Was it unintentional? I thought it was my choice...was it? Confusion doesn't help me, but it seems to be all I have.
So...I guess I wait and see. Wait for the next wave to come in, and see if it sweeps me far from shore, or back to land. We'll...see.
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