Mere Thoughts.

"Thoughts are alike the sun to some, and a deadly posion to others."

Notes

I’m running out of myself.

Here I am again, in a place I finally had accepted a part of my past. A place I never though I’d be a part of again. Here I am in a place that had once gripped me tighter than my skin itself. It’s so familiar, however holds a certain atmosphere of which I’d forgotten.

I’d given all myself to you, and out of no where you took it. I miss you already so much, and I don’t know how much longer I’m going to hold on for this time. I feel numb, but the kind of numb where all I feel is pain, and every other feeling is blocked off. I want to curl up, and cry for days and days, but there’s no point.

You were my everything, my all. How did you become the person that leaves me and takes my future away with you. Please love me again.