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Your words breath heavy on my heart. I am worrying about myself more and more as of late. I fear I am breaking. My happiness fades so quickly nowadays , no medication seems to fix me. I wonder so much as of late. My questions lay unanswered on my desk, my friends no nothing of how I feel, no one does. I wonder what is wrong with me as of late. Why cant I smile when they can, why cant I feel the warmth, why cant I know their bliss. I’m so messed up as of late. I’ve tried so hard as of late. I am not well as of late. I have lost what I could never have gained. I’ve seen their looks as of late. I cant walk as of late. I’ve dreamed of my thousandth unread poem as of late. If you forget me can I still call? If you lose sight of me can I still look at you? If your pictures fade can I still look at mine? If you leave, can I still love you? A wise man once said it is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. This man spoke more truth than I ever could. I have never loved or been loved. It is the most painful thing to see the world love every day and to never know what the world calls its greatest emotion. I can feel my characters screaming for life aching for their existence, wanting their stories to be told, their voices heard. I broke, forgive me, I really tried.
