my feet. they used to happily transport me from place to place, were a means by which to get from point A to point B if you will.
now....they scream and wriggle and scrape me along, wailing in protest to m every movement. my feet. they do not love me anymore.
i might be angry with you, disappointed, confused, want to hate you, and everything else...but underneath everything i just miss you more than i ever thought possible. and feeling sad that i feel so alone in that. feeling so alone in general. so. alone.
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