It will surreal still

This went
Far too smooth

I tell myself.

It's funny how

we've been conditioned to

believe

that talking things out

is hard 

and

impossible

so that when we talk

we only expect

explosions.

I feel the need to write still about this, more, like I have so much thoughts and emotions around this I feel like I might over spill at any second, moment, at the sidewalk of some street, I might drench everyone with all that's built up.