She lies to me.
Keeps things from me.
Doesn't tell me the whole story.
I shouldn't have her in my life.
But I can't let go.
I love her too much.
She means to much to me.
She's kept so many things from me.
She's seven hours away.
So it's easy for us to become distant.
She's been a cutter for a while.
This I've always knows.
But she never tells me when,
Or how many.
She keeps people,
Things from her past,
And even things from her present from me.
She's grown distant.
I'm loosing her.
She's.
Slipping.
Away.
While.
I.
Step.
Back.
YOU ARE READING
It's just me.
Kurgu OlmayanThis is just one of those things I did because I can. It makes me feel oddly better. I mean I guess you could call this a venting space. But I prefer online journal. Thanks for reading. See you.
