Saturday, October 19, 2013

each and everyday

I’ll never be busy enough to not miss you.
If I think about it hard enough, I could start crying. Still. Each and everyday that has gone by. For the same reason. At first I didn't even have to think hard about it. But now it takes me a several minutes. Is that progress? It makes me sick that I still feel this way. I go from angry, to devastated, to optimistic and back through the cycle again. Constantly.

While you absolutely have no understanding of this going on.
I want to scream at you. 

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