It would be so simple. A dagger to the heart. Poison to my lips. Often I wonder what it would be like to be on the other side. To watch over those that are not around as much as I would like. Would it make any difference at all to not be here or to see others while they can’t or won’t see me?

Immortality often seems curious, almost romantic. What would I do if I were to live forever, not get tired, go where I please. It’s like distance.. You don’t know if they’re missing you or losing interest in you….Like being in a room in silence so deep that your ears ring from the feedback.. Like under water pressure that just moves you without any control of your own..then you float and float wondering if there’s anything out there that makes it worth staying..