Just a feeling, I think. Like waking up to the other side of the bed half empty except for an imprint, a shadow of a ghost. Realizing the next step is occurring now, much sooner than you thought it would.
"I thought we would get a few good years out of each other, at least".
Maybe the whole "growing up" thing is happening right now. Or that's just the nice excuse.
The obvious: I miss you[and you and you and you]. And I feel like I've just been run over by life. Why can't I just be like Roger Rabbit, stick my thumb in my mouth, and blow myself back up?
Although I have wonderful people to support me, it's just not the same.
[Laura Marling- Failure]
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I'm sorry that you're going through a tough time :(
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