Dec 2020
I know it’s hard
I know how hard it is trying to rekindle the faded flame
How your heart breaks with every half hearted grin
I know it’s hard
I know how hard it is to watch the hesitation in past love
How the silence is deafening
I know it’s hard
I know how hard it is to open your blankets to shaking shoulders and teary eyes
How you have to hold the hurting heart
I know it’s hard
I know it’s hard it is because I’m the one living it
I know how hard it is trying to rekindle the faded flame
How your heart breaks with every half hearted grin
I know it’s hard
I know how hard it is to watch the hesitation in past love
How the silence is deafening
I know it’s hard
I know how hard it is to open your blankets to shaking shoulders and teary eyes
How you have to hold the hurting heart
I know it’s hard
I know it’s hard it is because I’m the one living it
woah I actually posted again? anyways, sorry a bit of a depressing one. I kind of wrote this pretty fast so not my best. This can be interpreted per reader however you see fit, but for me it's my personal struggle with recovery from an ED. It's been hard for me (**** obviously) but I can tell it's really ******* my mom, so this is for her. anyways after that info dump, here's the NEDA hotline in case you are struggling and need to reach out to someone: 1-800-931-2237
-C.I.
-C.I.
