Nightmares no longer wait for sleep.
I find myself begging the monsters in the closet to take me away from the monsters in my mind.
I should feel sad.
I should feel heartbroken.
I should feel the cold knife that’s been shoved into my chest.
But I’d have to actually be capable of feeling.
And right now I’d rather feel all of that than feel nothing at all.
The worst kind of ending is when they just leave you in silence. Without any explanation. It’s like one day it seems like you are soul mates and the next you are as close as strangers.
Don’t ever be the one to love more. It fucking hurts.
on We Heart It.
Hm.. on We Heart It.
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