everything lost it's taste today.
my appetite left with a little of me.
i don't know if i should be angry or not.
on a happier note i met Friday the thirteenth the cat (:
this is how it feels to lose a friend,
must be how it feels to break up,
this how it feels to fall and get up again,
fall and get up again,
fall and get up again,
and then fall and get spat at.
i've never been hurt this bad before.
i felt like i had hooks on the lower parts of my cheeks,
pierced and hanging with weights on the ends,
they weighed my smile down.
and it hurt to try, literally.
it was virtually impossible to feel better again.
there's something broken inside of me.
water spills out of the wrong place.
like a tap it goes on and on.
i hold my breath and pray it'll stop.
it never does.
it never does.
it never does.
i was vulnerable.
i wore my heart on my sleeve for the short time i knew you.
everything in me screamed to be weary.
but i didn't listen.
i was blinded then.
i am blinded now.
but from different things.
i'll never allow it again.
i hope
