Wednesday, 16 May 2012
Words
You know when someone says something to you, you take it in then everything around you is silent but buzzing and their lips move in sync with your thoughts. Then everything slows and you're falling backwards in time; the past is flashing across you in consecutive images, your whole body feels completely submerged in the past. Your body is feeling the past again, it's hurting, it's screaming as you're spiraling back through the dark passages of the past. You're grasping for air, choking on your thoughts feelings, they're suffocating intoxicating, they're so close, real, so in tune with you now, in the present that you flinch and try to squirm away from this grotesque monster. But you suddenly emerge from beneath - you're flung up again and time starts moving again, properly and in the present. The person is looking at you now waiting for a response because they realise it's a big deal. Except, they didn't realise it's almost like de ja vu to you but you suppress it all in shame. Yet shame is anything but what you feel towards the person staring, and hoping with those big eyes, in front of you.
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