This Time, Next Time

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Friday June 14,2024

My space is in chaos, mirroring the turmoil in my head at this very moment, all thoughts jumbled together. I'm overwhelmed, leading to intense cramps and a severe lack of appetite. My work hasn't responded yet, leaving me feeling somewhat rejected.

I'm going ghost. This is due to the same boy I've repeatedly warned myself about countless times and so my mind is being extra petty with the "I told you so's" it's so draining and I'm completely worn out. I need to regain myself back for the sake of myself and for my room's sake as well given its horrible state at the moment.

He storms in, shatters me and screws up as he always does and expects me to just fix everything well maybe this time, there won't be no next time.

Deskydra





In that moment, it hit me that I was dealing with numerous issues and at the end of the day it was still all about him. I desire him, he desires me, we argue, we apologize and then we begin anew. It felt like an endless loop, and I wondered if maybe this time, they'll be no next time and I felt somewhat relived.

July 11th and my room has still not recovered the depression of lost love.

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