i don’t care who knows my pain. i’m ashamed of most of it but i’m gonna say its good exposure therapy to let everyone know just how much it hurts. how lonely i feel and how weak i feel when i get this lonely. so lonely i want to call my first love and tell him i don’t know how it’s been years since ive been without you. how there was a time i couldn’t imagine even taking a breath without you. how everything was heavy with you but i liked it because the weight reminded me that i wasn’t alone. but now i am light and i am free, but still lonely.






















