I did something silly. I rediscovered the old posts and laughing weirdly. Sarcastically. I ended up confused. How could I do life like that and... no one tried to open my eyes? Even a bit.
I'm feeling pretty stupid, pretty restless, pretty fainted about those times. Not that I regret that, I just........ stranded at that time. I got no one to take me away from the silence, from my phase-of-drowning-in-pain. Clearly, almost a year. A year gone with pain for nothing. That was sad.
Yeah. To keep your feeling just for yourself, longing to nothing, and doing like sh*t.
It was the risk for keeping all things to yourself, Erin.
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