Shutting Down

Sometimes I just feel like shutting myself out from everybody.

Wounds

For months I busied myself with school, not even tending to the wound I made when I cut you off from my life. It was huge. It was gaping. It was foolishly waiting for you to fix it. But you never did. You were happy. You were finally free of me, the annoying tumor that demanded your constant attention.

The Only Way

How do you go to sleep knowing that you’ve hurt someone you love?

I’m going with exhaustion from crying.