(truth be told I don't know what the truth is anymore)

Someday, somehow, somewhere, you are going to be lying in bed by yourself and the thoughts and memories will come spilling out of a place you never knew existed.

And you are going to wonder what went wrong, and where I am now.

And by then, I'll most definitely have moved on.
You'll only be a speck in my past.
Just the first, but not the last.


  1. Was the name of your blog at all influenced by the song from Spoon?

    Clever post.


"Sometimes the world seems like a big hole. You spend all your life shouting down it and all you hear are echoes of some idiot yelling nonsense down a hole"
_Adam Duritz

I love hearing things that aren't my own pathetic echoes.