why i haven't been writing
i am tired. i am tired. i am tired. 
i do not make sense. 
all i want is all this to be over, 
go somewhere, become somebody. 
become anything i can ever imagine, 
and the things that i can't ever imagine. 
i want the one thing i want right now. 
i want to stop circling around in void, 
and for once, 
be sure of something. 
           
           i love you most ardently, 7:49 PM.