Moleskine Pages- Bobby

I looked into my own eyes but I couldn't see the sea. I was still a long way from home. I was born behind my bedroom curtain in the dead of night. My mother was talking dirty in another room. Neither my mum or dad ever knew I was missing. I was too bad to tell them.

Moleskine Pages- Smoke And Mirrors

He was tired of making excuses                                                                                               He was tired of hearing them.                                                                                             She told stories that came out of her mouth in layers                                                              Together they gazed at fun- house mirrors in contorted mistrust                                      She looked up at the stars
He denied their existence and mourned her.

Moleskine Pages - He Hid The Stars

'All good stuff happens outside my field of vision. I just read all the stale news on other people's faces. His facial furniture spoke in tongues... forked..to hurt. He hid the stars from me just because he could.'

Moleskine Diary Pages Oct 2011

Toxic/ normal relationships, who decides which is what? Any thoughts? Suggestions? Stories? Examples? Reactions?