this one's for that feeling you have at times with those particular people. somewhere at the back of your head, you have convinced yourself about their being somehow crucial to every day living,that little bunch of people you'd actually get out of bed for,take the call of,stop in your tracks for,shift over a mood for,the people you can count out on your fingers every time you're shuffling through all the contacts in your phonebook,i mean.. this is for all the times you've pushed the limit so far that they can only gape at you from the distances you've placed them at unquestioning.you've also pushed the limit because you know you can.it's the age old story.why is it then that when they try to play the game (and this is usually after weeks of silent hurting),you snap?
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oh hell,i can't pin this ghost down yet.
later then,you.