Breakdown Wanes

Not go-go, it'll be back, and this time it won't be leaving alone.
"You. Walk with me." 'It's fine. I was heading south.' Anyway slap me for a goodbye, so I don't have to see your hand slip out of mine, yon editing. Some things (stick too much, and) you never know what they might be until you can n'ever forget. But this is (just some more) supposition, by another person of the people, (who know nothing but.) I always wanted to (do that, to regret it from the inside out, instead of the outside in). Delete alt control, Homeschooler.