surreal... for real...

change is a funny thing. it happens in the blink of an eye and THEN you learn to cope with it. blinking again doesn't undo the change.

it gets easier each day, i suppose, acclimatising yourself with the changes that have occured. with each passing day, you realise that what doesn't kill you will only make life more... interesting. the tides of time will push you along even though you're quite hell-bent on staying put in that one moment that you thought you had frozen.

why did he leave, should you walk away and not turn back, should you stick around and salvage what's left, is there anything left to save or are you just scavenging for leftover bones he chooses to throw in your direction. in time, perhaps the answers will come or maybe you'll just stay numb and dumb.

oh how the mighty have fallen. one day you're on a pedestal, worshipped and adored. the next you're a beggar, sitting on the sidewalk of love, clinging on to half-hearted hand-outs.

i don't want your charity, sir. i don't want it, but i need it. or maybe i don't but i think i do. i don't know...

this is just oh-so surreal, for real...