countdown

"now you get to watch her leave out the window

guess that's why the call it the window pane"

lists and lists of fears. a bed stacked full of clothes that I know I'm not ready to pack. those few hours I get to spend with people I love. messages that ruin friendships that I won't have time to fix. attempts at virtual amity from people hours away from me. tears.

My life is a mess of images that only show one thing...it's too soon.