My faith had been destroyed and dismantled. I was alone, in my dark room, watching as the car lights peek through the blinds each time they passed by. My heart sank as I began to curl into a ball and leap into the never-ending storm of disappointment and betrayal.
He wasn't there. He promised me. He held my hand. It was never supposed to be this way.
Filling my head with lies and epiphanies that only resulted in sadness - I knew that I couldn't handle it, but it felt so good to feel bad; it felt good to wallow.
YOU ARE READING
just write it .
Sonstigesjust a place where I feel better by letting everything go - by just writing it :)
