Everyone talks about what happens during the suffering, but nobody talks about what occurs after. Because no one wants to admit, that it goes on and still hurts. It just doesn't stop. Maybe it never truly does. After the suffering is more suffering...
tim's coffee is right next to the drugstore. the scent of vanilla entered my nose the coffee grounds smelled earthly the quaint chatter of people filled the room, and i was anxious. on urge. scared everyone seemed to be in their own worlds. they looked at me, i got scared, they looked away, i wanted them to look again.
while i was waiting for grandma, i saw you. in person. my legs didn't know how to move, my mouth didn't know how to speak, so i placed my hand on your shoulder, without thinking it was supposed to be a quick tap, but once my fingers and palm touched your shoulder, i felt a sudden shock jolt throughout me- you were fucking freezing. solid. i wasn't the only one who had turned into stone. in fact i turned you into stone.
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