clear to me
" let's go to a concert ?" my friend asked but how ? when ? Time is my enemy here what if the day Im going to a concert Im going to die with this stupid cancer I have .
" Forget about him " my mom said , how many times do I need to act that I moved on with him , people should stop asking me about him but he just comes back in flashes so how can I forget about him
"You like music right ?" a guy said , Yes I do , it keeps me away from reality , make up hides scars , frosting hides the craters of the cake and music hides reality .
Who Is Taylor Bursnell? No one knows , even the owner of that mysterious name doesn't know , half of me is out there and Im not sure If I want to find it , heartbroken, some die , some tries to forget , as for me, Im getting use to the pain , I don"t forget but it also doesn't sting me anymore . Cancer, not a zodiac sign but a chronic disease thats been meddling with my life this past 15 years .
Writing a book isn't that hard , I dont have that much time anyways so my book wouldnt be that thick, well i don't know ? maybe I can stay here for a little longer , maybe not , but why do I get the feeling for my hands to pause in writing , the kind of weird sentiment where someone would write it with me ..