Prodigy's Life in Vague, Enigmatic, Slightly Confusing Terms

This diary does not (entirely) reflect my life, but perhaps my sole purpose of living: to have you leave more confused than you came in. Everything within is the truth, if you can manage to decipher it. Viel gluck, meine landeskunde.


167. Monday, January 25th.

"Return, return to the person that you were. 
And I will do the same 
cause it is too hard to belong to someone who is gone. 
My compass spins. The wilderness remains.

Once too often, I have retreated 
into the depths of my despair.
I built a barricade to block you on the road. 
But standing there with all of my possessions,
piled higher than a house, 
I felt closer to you than you ever would have known.
So let these tiny acts of charity 
become common ground of which to build 
a monument to commemorate our time. 
And though, you say, you've found another 
who will surely speed you on your way,
don't let the forest grow over that path you came there by. 
But you will, so.."

-Bright Eyes

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