I spend my nights crying over how I can’t sleep
I am so sorry to all the people I hurt while I was hurting.
She waited and waited; all it did was slowly break her
sometimes i realize there are so many things i won’t remember in 50 years like the way the sky looked this morning and all the dogs i saw today and my mom’s voice and i get so sad i never want to forget
The poison leaves bit by bit, not all at once. Be patient. You are healing.
You left bruises in the back of my mind, my head still aches when I think of you