one thing becomes more and more apparent as I write these blogs:
They don't do a damn thing.
I don't allow myself to feel sad, and everytime I think of you I force myself to think of the last thing that made me laugh just so that a tear won't form.
It's fucking ridiculous how cruel the world is.
I'm mad for whatever reason.
I don't have the courage to call the one person who probably needs it the most...
I miss you and that's all I can ever do or say.
How can I explain it when I don't understand it myself...
I wish I could talk to someone who I felt understood; but I wouldn't even know what to say.
Why would probably be a good question.
I have this splitting headache that goes all the way through my body and seems to stop and ache right in my heart..perhaps the weakest point.
and I've got nothing that will make it go away.
Someone needs to bring you back.
or bring me to you.
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