Feb 2015
You think I am okay
You think I am handling everything so well.. almost heartlessly
Do you know that I cry everyday?
That I have cried everyday for the past six months
That is
26 weeks
183 days
4,380 hours
262, 801 minutes
Six months of waking up and no knowing if I am okay, if I will survive
Six months of coping, dealing, drugging, ******* and leaving. Six months of brokenness. Six months of hollow.
So when you look at me or get drunk and say those words, I wish I could scream in your face.. 26 weeks of tear stained mascara running moments all so we could stay friends.
You think I am handling everything so well.. almost heartlessly
Do you know that I cry everyday?
That I have cried everyday for the past six months
That is
26 weeks
183 days
4,380 hours
262, 801 minutes
Six months of waking up and no knowing if I am okay, if I will survive
Six months of coping, dealing, drugging, ******* and leaving. Six months of brokenness. Six months of hollow.
So when you look at me or get drunk and say those words, I wish I could scream in your face.. 26 weeks of tear stained mascara running moments all so we could stay friends.
Yeah it happened. He still thinks that I handle it all so well. If only he could see into my dark cold nights, but then again, I wouldn't give him that satisfaction.
