It's times like tonight where I can't take breaths from time to time. Getting so caught up in a mindset that it attacks your lungs. It's feelings like this that choke you up. It is indescribable. Memories like that that make you squint and hold back your emotions. It's too much to take in and too much to let out.
And I am so sorry that I'm laying in my bed feeling this way. No matter how many times you remind me of the worth you think I have, I will never listen. And I will always lose my breath at 11 pm because emotions **** and so does love and memories. Millions of other things do too; don't get me wrong. This is the jest of things. The main source of feeling alone. No reassurance. Just compliments telling me that I'm nothing I say I am. But I am just as worse.
Man, I am a mess. A mess that forgets to take breaths while flooding her eyes.