I'm so full of
want
want
want
and I'm
thisclosesoclose
to having
my stomach explode from the mound
of
f e a t h e r s
I've been hiding in it
for over a month
now. I wish you would cut me open
and find them,
because I know only you would
understand
and maybe then we could be okay.
It's just that lately all I've
done is hurt
hurt
hurt
and I miss you more than I know how to put
into real words.
I'm not sure how I feel about this yet, so it'll probably change.