i wanna be your execution.

nothing to write. i'm forgetting something. somewhere. i know it.

maybe this was supposed to happen. maybe... maybe. maybe. maybe. it's such a stupid word. it means nothing at all. just eclipsing the possibilities of what if. it makes no sense. and it's another thing that raises our hopes and lets it down with the passing seconds as time ticks away, allowing that word, maybe, to become stronger. until we believe it. and then, oh, and then, we're all too far gone.

"Years ago, I met my lover, on the banks of the stormy Jordan. Years ago, I met my lover, oh, how i wish, that we could meet again."

"I still believe that change can happen, though it's hard, it'll happen slowly. I still believe forgiveness comes with love, and God still watches over me."