take my hand and reload

The title is, "Get Off Me."

"Reload!"

The song screams.

"Reload!"

The memory comes in.

"Reload!"

I picture you coming in.
Reloading in. Screaming in.
...panicking in.

...and "gravity pulled me down."
Still down at you. Still looking at you.
Now even my wall becomes your staring eyes, your familiar face

I want to run away...
I don't own the blank space in me anymore
Do not reload me

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now, first post in 2015 has the sad tone to its face. Hello 2015! Thank God for 2014 that had passed. It has been one-TOO-fun year indeed to look back to!

Now in line are several big steps in my life: thesis, applying for a job, etc. wish me luck :')