The only moment we were not alone.

Life drilled a hole in my head and took out little pieces of my brain, but my heart's left untouched.

I Adore You by Melpo Mene

Lost in a daydream of blue
And I feel so free
And then it's like I fall from the sky
Everything that I see is you
And you should know that I'm
Thinking about what you said
When you held my hand

Oh I adore you

Now we are older and
Things disappeared somehow
And I was thinking that maybe
We'd stand a better chance If we met today
I find myself talking to sharks
On my way to an island and still

I adore you
I adore you
I adore you

I was young, I was old
And we were in, we were out
I wanna see, I wanna see it all
I wanna die, I wanna die
Sweetheart, sweetheart
I thought I saw, I thought I saw a light
See it now, see it now

To the girl in my dreams, I write this letter to my thoughts.

Pretend all you want, but those other guys don't know you. I do.

I've listened to the painstaking words that made you wince as you told me about yourself, your life unedited. I know you're lost right now, and you think you know what you're doing blindfolded. That you tried to have a religion, but prayers weren't answered fast enough so you left instead. That you mold yourself to belong to the different people that temporarily settle in your life so you can close that gap of unfamiliarity.

I know you, not your job, not your talent, not your service. I recognize your mortality, how vulnerable you really are, and your failed attempts at masking your hurt. From a distance I've observed your feeble quests of going through cycles of different friends, beliefs and no matter how much it hurts me: your want for different guys. Please, stop and look around. They aren't here for you. I am.

I understand you like no one else will. I understand that you leave for no reason because of how people in your past have left you. I understand your feeling of abandonment in this world, that you're by yourself. I understand your feeling of being alone with no one to care for you. But I do care for you.

I like you for who you are, your faults, your mistakes, your sins and your darkness. I just wish that you had stayed around long enough for me to tell you this. I will be here for you with an unconditional guarantee.

This is my confession.

Anonymous online confession

I sense a stranger filling this silent room with anguish

I am but alone inside this head, a thing which I did always dread.

A part of me wants to get away
and doesn’t know how to escape.
Another part wants to stay
and retracts itself, refusing
to look for a way.
A part of me wants the space and the light,
the life and the green,
but doesn’t see the exit, so bright and clean.
Another part observes the hole (insanity?)
in the web of mediocrity,
analyzes it frigidly
and laughs cynically,
returning to its dark cave.
Duality, ambiguity.
Dream and reality.
Will and refuse.
Audacity and fear.
I’m also a human being,
that’s unfortunately clear...

Escape by Roberta Ramos

I caught the sob in my throat,
before it could alert the watchers,
of my misery.
I ironed the smile back into place.
Combed my hair in the two way mirror,
and turned to face the crowd.
I couldn't show my feelings out loud.
Could I?

Mask by Marie Smith