I'm almost positive that i hate skinny people because of you. i hate tiny clothes or music that takes me to where you are. i still keep our things even though looking at them hurts & i don't have the strength to reread your letters because right now when i glance into the drawer they are tucked away in i feel weak. i hate that you hold that power over me & I'm almost assured that where ever you are my memory is not there.
0 comments:
Post a Comment