It's late and I am all tucked in , ready to go to sleep except one thing , I am crying and my body can't stop shaking. I know I'm supposed to write about the reasons of my doings, but it seems so hard to get them out and it's like they are all over the place. They are bits and pieces, now gathered together ,making somewhat of a whole. Tapping the screen of my phone, I'm sending texts.. receiving texts.. " try to calm down. you know I wish I could've been there with you. " still shaking, still bawling my eyes out , " but no can do ".
