Norega-eragon369

“You’re obsolete.” I don’t say anything because how do you reply to that and weren’t you supposed to love me? -- The water washes over me and the blue of the shampoo stings my eyes. The glass from the shower stall is foggy with heat. I can hear the rain outside falling uninterruptedly. I can hear your voice: “You’re obsolete.” -- “Life is like a series of film strips.” “Am I in yours for long?” You say nothing, your eyes betray nothing. “Am I in yours at all?” You keep on saying nothing, I keep on hearing nothing. -- The house is dark. Outside, the wind’s c