I play games with myself I read books I sit I think I do a lot of things by myself as consolation thinking that if you were here I wouldn't be doing them by myself but then I realize yes I would I would do anything that I wanted
But that's okay because I have accepted a long time ago that I won't do anything with you again I know you're never coming back I just like to pretend you are once in awhile
But sometimes I wonder wonder wonder wonder who I would be if you had never left at all
How would I feel?
Walk walk walk
We always used to walk
It made us feel better and stronger
Now that thought makes me feel heavy and covered in sweat you always were stronger than me
You would
march march march march
forever
YOU ARE READING
Break me
ChickLitwhat do you do when you can't stand to look at that page anymore but you can't turn to a new one? color over it and make a new picture.
