these thoughts you're having they aren't actually real i'm lying on the couch in my therapist's office she didn't notice i nodded off how does that make you feel? you have to be ******* kidding me she isn't kidding i sit up on the couch i didn't think people actually asked that asked you "how you feel" about everything she stares in silence what do you want me to say? she pursed her lips in preparation to speak i cut her off you know how i ******* feel? i feel ****** i'm pretty messed up over all of this i hate it i hate that even the way she ******* looks at me brings me to my knees i take a breath i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm so angry all the time you shouldn't apologize for how you feel but i can't stop apologizing somedays i wake up & i feel my heart beating slower my heart is so heavy with guilt over something i know i couldn't control & all i can think about is how ******* sorry i am i hang my head down i can't even look at my feet anymore because i hate where they are i hate that they're not next to hers i pause do you know what it's like missing someone so much that you can't catch your breath when you think of them? she doesn't answer i guess it doesn't matter because that isn't even close to how much i miss her what do you miss about her?