24 de abril de 2019

My fingers are numb. Ive been writing way too much. But you know, for some reason i havent been able to write about my feelings. Its been like that for some time. To be honest, i feel weird (i always do). It feels like nothing matters, none of it, its all a huge blur, and sometimes you get a kiss. 
All the expectation, all the wandering and waiting. It has forced me to decline any other type of emotion. I can only wait. Thats all i can and will do.
Slowly getting there.... i can almost taste my tears of joy. I can almost see myself there, thriving and being who I always wanted.
Sounds good right?
Odds are, the best thing ever in my life will also be the worst.

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