"Ekki múkk : No seagull"

I still think about the things I've lost, 'till today.
All the little memories we have made in my biggest achievement, all the video logs and photographs, they mean nothing to anyone else but us. I think about them whenever I close my eyes to remember our terrible days at the summit.

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Unreal
You appeared to me
To no other
And became nothing



I sit in the bed of my room once not mine, stone cold still - in perfect stillness.
I still think about the things that once pained.
They all say that we should let go of the things that once crippled you but I hold dear, 
bird-boned and zero-anchored down to my heavy spine; 

So many have changed since - so many things left unsaid
but I wish to tell you what is really weighing the weight of the world, down my still heart,
it has all been so vague to the point I can't think of anything else to tell you but to say that I am okay
Nothing else will rectify enough for me to have a complete answer
it is just that so much of my own plans have become someone else's and I do not get a say
I am probably not that okay, but I know I will be.

But to my friends back there who actually gives some kinda care --
I am still, okay.





Or at least, I am hanging on somehow.