The most terrifying thought is that this feeling in my chest won't go away, I imagine a noose around my neck tightening all the time.. And just behind my eyes are a fountain of tears, my eyes are the flood gate. I want to throw up, and hide away and cry it all out, but i am scared they won't stop once they start.
I want to be away from everyone. From time, and space..from every memory i've ever had. I just want blackness until the feeling in my chest goes away.
Your friendship doesn't help. Nothing does.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Sour times
I wish you could see inside me and how uninterested I am in anyone else.
I wish you could know my devotion and how unable I am to touch another like I touch you.
I wish it were much easier than it is, much easier than we make it.
He said you were grey and that he was red. So what colour am I if I dont belong to either of you?
To be alone is so much scarier when it's real, but maybe it's all i'm capable of if you can't bare me either.
I wish you could know my devotion and how unable I am to touch another like I touch you.
I wish it were much easier than it is, much easier than we make it.
He said you were grey and that he was red. So what colour am I if I dont belong to either of you?
To be alone is so much scarier when it's real, but maybe it's all i'm capable of if you can't bare me either.
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