An Anthology Of Me

Kinds of Change

I find it strange and interesting how quick things can change. Sometimes it takes a days, months, or even years. And sometimes it takes the time to say a single phrase.

"I don't think I can do this anymore."

It's crazy how much those words just made my heart sink. It felt like everything around me just stopped, and every word that she said after that felt like a blade slowly piercing my skin. It felt as if everything that happened the rest of the day, or even the month, it felt like...

Nothing mattered.

And everything sucked.

My soul felt so heavy that it weighed down my very being, it was a miracle that I could still even stand, but then she asked me...

"Are you okay?"

I was lost in thought, and it took me a while to collect myself but once I did, I looked her in the eyes, smiled, and said...

"I'm fine."

But I don't think I was fooling anyone.

I had to get out of there.

I couldn't stand being there for another second.

I gathered all the strength I could find inside myself to excuse myself and leave.

I needed a place to be alone.

I needed to breathe.

I want to just stay in my room and hide away from the world for a while.

But things can just change instantly but....

Sadly, this was not one of those times.