There Are Things She Can't Ever Erase
the deep notes and random confession on a piece of paper.
A paper so thin and one picture in between lost words in a maze.
the maze of old vintage moments and that alone she can't never erase.
i know her and she knows me.
her smiles lines were gone; she didnt want to forget about them.
but the bass notes flowing around her room reminded her of him and she wondered if by writing in her diary, will she be able to forget him? there are things she can't ever erase.
her body swaying and sweaty; calm.
what was this feeling of anxiousness?
with her head hang low and emotions ready to burst, Angela felt like crying.
she didn't want to die.
there are things she can't ever erase.