Trying to find a balance; I'm trying to find a balance.
Time moves slowly while you're gone.
I haven't heard your voice in quite some time.
But I still see your face, I cannot erase the things you've done
and all the ways you kept me hanging on.

Now you're gone, I've moved on,
and I don't feel so sorry.
Can't you see? I'm bleeding
But I won't bleed anymore.

I've held on for so long - but I had to let you go
at the end of our broken road.

Oh, Alex.
Breathing has never felt so good.

There was a time when I would have slit throats for him, when I would have challenged the very gods of existence for him. And now?
Well, now I can hardly stand to see his name on my cell phone display.
I changed his ringtone because it, simply, drives me nuts.

And it's cruelly funny that it would come to this after so long, when there was a time we didn't believe life existed without one another.

'There was a time,' has become my most revered phrase, right behind my new fav: there will be a time.
Here at c. Jessica Pyne Inc., we're all about the future, now. Looking ahead, living life to the fullest, etc etc.
But I don't need to tell any of you that.

Before, I would divulge my stories and experiences after carefully picking out the undesirable details. Censorship for the unaware, you could say. It was like dumping my purse out for everyone to see the insides but not really, because I'd cleaned it out the day before.

But no more. Now I'm baring all.
Because the embarrassing crumpled gum-stuck receipts and tampons of life are the best parts.

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