I'm Not Talking About It, I'm Living It

I'm not kidding there, I'm getting there... New Jay-Z has tunneled through my eardrums and into my chest.

Tricking yourself into thinking that you matter enough for someone to remember to forget you... that's the best magic of all. It's fast and hard. I've been saving your 2 cents and they're beginning to add up.

Last night while I was sound asleep I discovered beauty marks on your body and staked my claim. You held my hand when they weren't looking and it jump started my heart into the morning. I only wish I could do that for my loved ones attached to machines. Sometimes I just want to pick up the phone and call anyone to apologize.

I never found Carmen San Diego, or saved the Princess either.