She was so, so tired. Absolutely exhausted from living. Her brain hurt, her limbs ached and her heart throbbed. Every step of every day felt like climbing out of a pothole. Every gesture felt like lifting a mountain. Living was taking everything out of her. But she loved it. And that’s what came between him and her.
I’m three years old Going to school for the first time My mom looks at me And says firmly, “Big girls don’t cry”
Cry, baby, cry Cry if you’re upset Cry if you miss someone Cry because you feel Cry, baby, cry Cry because you’re happy Cry because you’re touched Cry, you have the right to
“Calm down, everything will be fine” Nothing’s ever going to be okay. My life is destroyed “Don’t be so hard on yourself It isn’t your fault” Are you joking? It’s all my fault
She stood frozen to her spot on the floor as she heard his voice on the phone. He sounded weak, unsure and a little bit afraid. “Do you love me?” he asked quietly. She looked at her feet and gulped. Did she love him? She took a deep breath before answering. “Yes” He smiled from the…
AUTHOR’S NOTE: STOP! Okay before you read this, you should know this is sort of a sequel to something I wrote earlier. Do check that out before reading this to understand fully.Okay I think my note is done? Well, you can read it now I guess. It’s been years since I last saw you….
I’m posting one day late. Why? you may ask. Because school is a murderer. A vicious, terrible, unforgiving murderer Right now I’m living in a dream. Where nothing is real, I know, but I cant help but wish and hope that it was. Everything’s so perfect here. We’re living in a bubble of happiness. You’re right next…