I turn to look.. but it was gone..
2005-05-24 || 10:03 p.m.

You created my world. Every good or bad element was placed there by you. No matter the simplicity or complication. It was always you.

So I did what anyone would do. I put you on a pedestal. I lifted you higher than anyone had ever lifted you and higher than I had ever lifted someone. I would have held you forever. I was Atlas and you were my heavens. I wouldn't have changed it for anything. But like any good myth, that's all it was. A pretend fairy tale. So you did what anyone would do. You fell. Or maybe I pushed you. I only know you couldn't stay on my back for long.

But now you are gone. And here I am, Atlas without the heavens. What am I to do?

Shut your Mouth