i guess i just got pushed in.
love, my best friend.
i trusted you.
so much.
you stood behind me, you always did.
and then you pushed me.
and i fell. deep.
i am, in fact, still falling.
it is not darkness
it is not light
it is red, so red, and it is making me feel so green in my head.
i will never
touch the ground.
i will fall. deep.
forever.
until i can't decide
if i feel blue or yellow.
i wish
i would have known sooner
what i will be feeling.
but how was i supposed to do that
if vulnerability is a constant state
that you get pushed in
every day.
love, my best friend.
i trusted you.
