Sometimes I feel like an addict. Like I'm going through withdrawals. Yet these withdrawals are of you. It makes no sense, given I haven't had you in forever. But does that truly matter when every breath I breathe is for you, even though you're not around for it? Some days, I shake when I think of you. I think it's my nervous system becoming overwhelmed by so many feelings at once. I'm used to being apathetic mostly so even now, it's quite a bit to handle for me. It's been years.. why am I still like this? One would think I'd have changed, instead of being so.. pathetic. Nonetheless, this is my existence. My reality. I hope it isn't your reality too. Simply because of how agonizing it is. But... part of me wants that acknowledgement from you. I don't truly know what I'm doing currently, just venting I suppose. Rambling. I'm sorry.
Truly diabolic.
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"The first step to fixing something is to know no matter
how destroyed it seems, it can always be saved."