Didn’t know what I was getting myself into
not safe anymore
I’m in love.
Fully breathing very difficult today
that’ll burn out in time.
I go to sleep concocting contrived stories of events that will never happen.
dream to sleep and sleep to dream.
She is very much torn and floating, perhaps as much as me
“I’m sorry for what’s happened… And I have no idea what’s gonna happen from here.”
-For more in this series and the story behind it, see 13 years