I've been driving myself insane. For a solid week now. I've been with him for a week now, and he's made me more crazy for him than anyone else has. My heart hasnt hurt so much. It hasnt ached for someone like this. A hole is implanted im my chest, wanting him to fill it. For him to hold me again. His warmth wrapping around me. And the darkness that once filled my veins to disappear again. His warmth eradicating it once again. We've been together a damn week. He's only been off my mind for me to think of my past and fucking hate it.
If I lost him today, I wouldnt be me tomorrow. I was lost in my world of sadness and I tell myself "He saved me." I lie to myself. I make myself insane. I cant write my book when he is all I think about. But then again, every day it crosses my mind. "I thought I was gay..."
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Thought Bubble
RandomThis book is basically dumb thoughts that run through my head that could be books, but I dont have the motivation to write it. Yeah, and not to mention just things that are on my mind. Welcome to: Thought Bubble
