Turnings that make Circles.

It sucks being more ordinary. The buildings keep growing and when they are finally built, or even before that, you see a new one being built again. It's the same old story. Again and Again.. Why does she still stick around even though its such a mess? Because she can't help but being around. She's just another moth attracted to the flame you radiate. Somethings you can say and take them back. But then there are some you can't take back. You can't take back what you said. Now, even though the hurt is diffused, it still pricks. Underneath that roof, the things you said. Killed a part of her. You can't bring a dead man back to life. If  you could, I would bring my grandfather back.

One can make you feel more ordinary everyday, but the worst is when you are more ordinary to another person, each passing day. I am more ordinary to you each and every surpassing day.