I am going insane right now. I keep searching for you. I know I won’t find you, no where in cyber land. We have defriended, deleted, and erased each other. I’m so pathetic, why am I doing this to myself? You were the one who wronged me, but I’m the one begging silently to reach you again. If my friends knew, how I am feeling, or my thoughts of you, they would just
I write, so I won't forget. Because one day they may all just disappear. I write to understand myself. To see my growth, and my spiral of down falls. I write, to share with strangers. These are the thoughts I am unable to share with those closest to me. I write, to keep them at bay. Otherwise I will be consumed.