I can feel a guilt trip when it's on me. It's heavy and hot. It burns my face, and makes my eyes leak.
It's a common misconception that I am insensitive... immune to sadness. I am hardened... but I need gentleness in my life--perhaps more than others.
I weep. I hurt. My heart feels. It fucking feels everything. It feels every word you say, or don't say, notices every gesture or eye contact.
She's so tired. She's so fucking lonely.
The show I put on is too good, and I don't know how to change it. I don't know how to let people see me. What's worse? A broken heart or a heart that can't open?
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