i want to crawl into a hole and die. my face burns and runs wet with the emotions you’ve caused to rise in me. i didn’t ask for this, i didn’t ask for you. see when i’m alone i am concerned with only fixing that issue, not reveling in the solitude. but when i’m next to you everyday, my mind only drifts to a place far far away from here.
i wrote this when my boyfriend had his own **** going on and had to cut me out for a few days. this is what i wrote, but in all real ness i just wanted him. my brain often flops between two extremes when i’m in this state.
