I’m not sorry for anything
I feel disposable.
I feel forgettable.
Then.. all at once, I feel nothing.
I haven’t cried in 2 weeks and I think it’s because you broke me.
You’re the only person in the world I never would have expected to leave.
But out of everyone from my past that has left me in a ditch, hopeful and alone never hurt me as much as you.
My heartbeat has slowed almost 100%. I’ve forgotten what it feels like to be alive.
You once said my eyes were like an almost finished sunrise..
but to no surprise, the light has left once again, and this time you brought me my demise.
I don’t smile, because I’ve let someone in, with every ounce of love and care I had to offer, who left me wanting to carve the pain into my skin.
Will I let someone in.
For, I’ve lost my lover, who killed the flowers he once grew from within."
There’s two types of anger one is dry and the other wet and basically wet anger is when your eyes water and your voice shakes and I hate that cause I feel weak when I’m crying while angry I like dry anger when your face is like stone and your voice is sharp I guess wet anger shows that you care too much and dry anger means you’re done.