Words That Mean Nothing These are words that mean nothing, but you feel them all the same. Words that shouldn't show you memories locked away in your head, or expose all the regrets that you considered to be dead. Choices that lead you here, the street signs to your path, and this letter to your past lives. Do you miss any of them at all? Do the puzzles in your story ever build you a home? Make all of you whole? Make the sad days a passing phase? Do you mean any of it at all when you called them precious, your beloved, your final choice through life's race, that you bet your house atop the mountain to a dream you couldn't face. Did you lose it all again? Did you take another face? Was the promise ever time? Was it ever true? Was that beating head, was that beating heart in your hand ever safe? These words take up a void, a space left ignored, a space so devoid, so barren and cold, a space with a familiar essence that somebody once called a home. The words weren't...
