casino clouds

here we are, framed in awkward silence. Like two people on the edge of a photograph, hoping so badly not to make the shot. i wish a piano right here and now, i could play a song, listening carefully to fingers hitting keys, taking me to faraway places. Let me escape, somehow somewhere, i wish not to be here with you. we only come to painful realisations when we stop having love affairs with denial. maybe im somewhere in the middle, holding ever so dearly to her, while slowly coming to the inevitable understanding that she will only stay with me for so long. ill eventually be left all alone and slip into some kind of depression, wishing so much and doing so little.