One of the worst feelings in the world.
The feeling of my chest sinking in like a black hole is in my sternum.
My heart sinks towards that black hole.
My entire body feels like it's being eaten by it.
This heartache. This intensity. This pain.
I don't want it.
It gets better, doesn't it?
God I hope so.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Enduring
I feel like Iay as well call it suffering.
But for you.. It's worth it.
You're still worth everything to me.
Everyday I think about you. Almost like you think about him. I just don't think I could write to you nonstop without hearing any kind of response. Sometimes I do that with text messages, bit that eventually just hurts. Cause it's a fucking text.
I'm sorry. I feel like I just don't have as many things to talk about. I wish I did.
Buh. I'm sorry. I feel like I can't say that enough. And part of me feels like you don't want to hear it at all.
I'm so sad.
But for you.. It's worth it.
You're still worth everything to me.
Everyday I think about you. Almost like you think about him. I just don't think I could write to you nonstop without hearing any kind of response. Sometimes I do that with text messages, bit that eventually just hurts. Cause it's a fucking text.
I'm sorry. I feel like I just don't have as many things to talk about. I wish I did.
Buh. I'm sorry. I feel like I can't say that enough. And part of me feels like you don't want to hear it at all.
I'm so sad.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
i don't understand myself.
anytime i see anything related to you online
anytime i get a text from you
anytime you i/m me
anytime i see a new picture of you
anytime you call
i get a horrible feeling in my gut.
my heart starts racing.
i feel it beating against my chest.
i think it's a butterfly feeling.
i don't know if it's butterflies.
i don't know if it's sadness.
i don't know if it's stress.
i don't know if it's me wanting to die.
i don't know if it's me wanting to leave and disappear.
i don't know.
i need to know.
i need to figure myself out.
anytime i get a text from you
anytime you i/m me
anytime i see a new picture of you
anytime you call
i get a horrible feeling in my gut.
my heart starts racing.
i feel it beating against my chest.
i think it's a butterfly feeling.
i don't know if it's butterflies.
i don't know if it's sadness.
i don't know if it's stress.
i don't know if it's me wanting to die.
i don't know if it's me wanting to leave and disappear.
i don't know.
i need to know.
i need to figure myself out.
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