Today I had you running through my mind. I almost called you again but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. My eyes began to form what I’d call ‘little wishes’. One by one, they’d creep down my sullen cheek and hope to not meet my vengeful hand.
I’m not okay enough for that, and waiting in line is not my style.
I feel far and few in between.
As I grasp at my neck, gasping air, my mind stills wonders about you.
My self abandonment has taught me that I’d submerge myself… although I can’t swim I’d drown myself… (idk how that sounds) *reverse this/use someplace new*
Your heart is dear to me. I am a coward, and won’t ever tow myself across that line… xoxo.
- katbesame
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