I cried in his arms last night and I don’t feel any fuller than when he’s inside of me.* I’d rather him be inside of me. He told me it would be alright. It hurt me. I thought that it would help to air out my head. I never helps to air out my head.  It only makes the presser stronger. I cried in his arms last night and it didn’t help one bit.
I cried in his arms last night and it made me feel more alone than crying in the dark.  *He’s watching me die and he doesn’t know it.