current thoughts :
I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.
Fall in Love. Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.
But the thing is, even if I could go back, I wouldn't belong there anymore.
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