eiremoi is me, three-quarters of the time.










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honest to goodness, i don't know whether to laugh or cry.

i can sense that little feeling spreading down my forearm, see the goosebumps crawling up the length. i can feel it at my neck, just underneath my ears. i can sense it when i move my head, when i think, when my mind is not someplace.

my lips are together. there is no expression, no happiness, no disdain, no feelings. they are closed. they are shut, in the physiological sense. they are not adherent, but not apart.

i breathe in bursts of exhales. silent breaths, then one big expiration. and again. my eyes close and open sometimes. they close a little longer now.

i can only say that it breaks. that it is one day. that it is a million melodies in my head, several mistakes and too many wishes.

it is true, i am a thought.