My smile reflects the skyline. Lack there of or otherwise. Let's just say my dentist has prescribed a Big Apple. Arcadia has left the map. It's our new Atlantis. A shovel and a compass.... searching to dig.
The man I used to be gave me a call today. He asked me how I was doing... I said "better than you.." and then hung up. Yet they still harass me for not returning phone calls. The other end of the line is often meant for someone else.
My heart feels sad, but almost relieved. It makes more sense like this. Surreal can be defined by the admitted liar asking you why you have trust issues. Save ink, write truth. Save breath in the same manner.
Remember when "showing them where your heart is at" was a positive action?
TalkedOver is the same as WalkedOver
