Another Face Without a Name

Let my face be the thing you imagine when reading my words, but let's keep my name a mystery so you won't know my whole identity.

January first is not everybody’s New Year. Not everybody wants to change on January first. Your New Year is when you finally put your plan into action, it’s the day you go towards the change you want. That’s your New Year.

And in some way they were perfect enough for you. So perfect you let them crawl their way into the deepest parts of you not caring if they brought you down or destroyed you.

"Where did it all go wrong?" A question that haunts the majority of us.

It might be me, it might be you but all I know is that I feel the walls caving in and I feel the only way for this to stop is to cut you off.

There will be a minute when you realize all my insecurities were right, there will be a minute when you look at her the way you look at me. In that minute you’ll see why I was so scared. And in that minute my world will come crashing down because nothing last forever.

It’s not that I hate you, just if there was a zombie apocalypse and you were being attacked…I would run the other way.

He’s staring back at me, I know that stare. The one filled with love and mystery, it’s my stare.