Hotaru no Saiden

I wanted you to know. I lost my husband. I lost my lover. I lost my friend. I lost my heart. I lost the only intellectual person that cared. Everyone else just seems to be a band-aid on the wound. You don’t know what its like to lose or feel this way. I think you will know what its like to lose. Maybe you’ll remember me in a way that can be more than just a “hmm” or a passing thought. You’ll forget all about butterfly kisses and stupid puns. You’ll forget all about that stupid, depressed, moronic New York girl. You’ll forget about what I sounded like and what I looked like. You’ll forget about roses and drawings. I’m sick of being in this wheel. Maybe I just wanted to know how someone else felt in my shoes, feeling as lost as I am. Maybe I wanted you to lose. And maybe you did. Maybe it’s no big deal. Maybe you’ll never think about it, because you don’t think deeply anymore. But maybe it’s never hit you, Or it just never will sink in. But you lost me. I thought I lost you somewhere, But you were never really ever there at all. Somehow, here is gone. I think this is it.

- Posted by Kitsu, 3:25 AM

Everything aches. Time draws it out like a sharp blade. Crimson line along light flesh. I’m waiting in silence. My ears thundering with blood that is rushing from my racing heart. What’s going on? What’s going on? Everyone in this moment has disappeared and faded. I’m afraid. Tipping on the edge of who to call. Who to seek for wisdom. What do I do? My foot becomes numb. Where have you all gone? Where do you all go?

- Posted by Kitsu, 11:37 PM

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archives	Friday, November 26, 2004 I wanted you to know. I lost my husband. I lost my lover. I lost my friend. I lost my heart. I lost the only intellectual person that cared. Everyone else just seems to be a band-aid on the wound. You don’t know what its like to lose or feel this way. I think you will know what its like to lose. Maybe you’ll remember me in a way that can be more than just a “hmm” or a passing thought. You’ll forget all about butterfly kisses and stupid puns. You’ll forget all about that stupid, depressed, moronic New York girl. You’ll forget about what I sounded like and what I looked like. You’ll forget about roses and drawings. I’m sick of being in this wheel. Maybe I just wanted to know how someone else felt in my shoes, feeling as lost as I am. Maybe I wanted you to lose. And maybe you did. Maybe it’s no big deal. Maybe you’ll never think about it, because you don’t think deeply anymore. But maybe it’s never hit you, Or it just never will sink in. But you lost me. I thought I lost you somewhere, But you were never really ever there at all. Somehow, here is gone. I think this is it. - Posted by Kitsu, 3:25 AM Wednesday, November 24, 2004 `Everything aches. Time draws it out like a sharp blade. Crimson line along light flesh. I’m waiting in silence. My ears thundering with blood that is rushing from my racing heart. What’s going on? What’s going on? Everyone in this moment has disappeared and faded. I’m afraid. Tipping on the edge of who to call. Who to seek for wisdom. What do I do? My foot becomes numb. Where have you all gone? Where do you all go?` - Posted by Kitsu, 11:37 PM	ColonPipe Hyper Buddha Gorgissum Haiku Knock on the >>Sky Ebbles Miniatures