If I saw you again I would tell you how much you betrayed me.
George Orwell’s last written words were, “At fifty, everyone has the face he deserves.” He died at age 46.
“We left at a really awkward angry place and I really just wish I could tell him I’m sorry. I’m sorry for all of it. Truly. And I’ll likely always be sorry.”
My grandfather on his deathbed said “they have no eyes.” Still give me chills…
“I don’t even know why I’m here.”
“Hang on. What the hell is this?”
I gave you something special but at the time I didn’t have a serious talk to you about what we were going to be or how this would work. Instead, I just went with the flow.
I was never really good at feelings. I mean, I rarely even have feelings. I’ve been so used to being by myself that I didn’t realize that you were waiting for the same outpour of emotions from me. For that, I’m sorry.
“I see black light.” – Victor Hugo
“I’m bored with it all.” – Winston Churchill, forever a cynic.