say goodnight and go.

There are days that I wish my words were more than graceful compiliations of letters, shapes, and sounds.
I wish them into being of significance, especially to those that always held words of value to me on their tongues.

I think I wish of silly things at times while others pass along and let go of anchor's past.

I cannot quite decipher why it is that I seem to latch myself down by puzzling over the past and repeatidly attempting to fix it...
because most people can easily not give a shit.

I can't wrap my brain around it, and I wish wish wish that I could.
Because letting go is always easier it seems.