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tell me how to feel three years, five months and 19 days. and i'm still afraid to cry. it's hard to understand really. who am i? who are you to me? i don't even understand. am i over it now? no. you never get over it. i just store it in a little box. that i am afraid to touch. like it's filled with water. if i open it, the water will just gush out and soak everything. what can i really say? my emotions haunt me. i am so afraid of them. if i don't post this i can again pretend they don't exist. |