trying to move on is harder
than being in limbo with you
but being there when you move on
is worse than anything i can imagine
defeated
i crawl
back into the familiar hole
i briefly left
standing still
clenched
im unraveling
like a reverse mummy
and when the cloth falls
there’s nothing else there
love
Is not something
you decide you need space from
i dont know how to vent while trying to respect the distance
i dont even have the person who id go to when i feel like this
what are words
but rain
they come
and then they wash away
i feel like a large dark cloud
ready to burst
i am surrounded by nothing
what is the cutoff point for how many external factors should affect my life
The city is cold
Without a body
To greet you at home
hell on earth is being without your significant other
I don’t want to look friendly
It’s important to remember that each life is unique. Just as hard as you’re trying to live your life, the people around you are trying to live theirs.
There is not a single thing in this universe that can prevent me from accomplishing what I want to. Not even death.
