I cried.
I remember.
Full on sobbing,
chest heaving
it was ugly crying.
I'm an ugly crier.
I tried.
another thing I remember.
I tried to scoop up,
the water with my hands
but it keeps on slipping.
I was so frustrated.
I gave up.
and that was the last thing I remember.
I realized that it was selfish of me
to try and scoop up the water
to keep it to myself.
Because the water was never only for me.
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
I cried.
I remember.
Full on sobbing,
chest heaving
it was ugly crying.
I'm an ugly crier.
I tried.
another thing I remember.
I tried to scoop up,
the water with my hands
but it keeps on slipping.
I was so frustrated.
I gave up.
and that was the last thing I remember.
I realized that it was selfish of me
to try and scoop up the water
to keep it to myself.
Because the water was never only for me.
