voices in my head

CHARLIE Sam, you ever think that if people knew how crazy you really were, no one  would ever talk to you? SAM All the time. 1:35AM I am awake. Completely awake. I want to be awake. I switch off the fan at regular intervals so I'll sweat and lose any drop of sleep incoming. I'm not lying on my bed right now. I've always liked confined spaces. I'm lying beneath it. Yes. I'm sweating but that's okay. My notebook by my side. A million thoughts rushing through my mind. It's like you just put your earphones into your pocket and 5 minutes later you take it out and it's all tangled. And you wonder what the fuck? I was just sitting there. No. Wrong metaphor. What I'm trying to say is that all these thoughts are tangled and mixed up. So I'm unable to just pick out one thought from it and write about it. It's a total mess. 2 AM You know how sometimes when we listen to a song a

Letting go. One thing I hate about myself I have trouble letting go. Places, people, books, movies. Wherever I go Whomever I meet Whatever I read Whatever I watch I do not want them to end I want the pursuit to go on I want the road to never end Because even if it was for a scant amount of time Once that our lives had met I feel like we’d shared a piece  Of ourselves with each other. Like we were destined to meet And fate brought us together. Some lines that were written precisely for you Characters that are relatable af Places that makes you feel like they’d been waiting, For you the whole time. Call me nostalgic Corny even I’d like to believe that I am original, veracious as one could get. And maybe in another world Not so pragmatic  We would continue our journey  Forever Forever and ever. Sayonara ***