I saw you for the first time in three years. You were seated, seven rows from me to my right. I was there for my friends graduation, and you were there for your girlfriends. Seeing you there, in your suit and tie, caused my pain. I grieved a life I could have had, and went … Continue reading I saw you.
Today, my brain is screaming "give me a reason to live!" This catastrophization is the result of me taking my medication late. There are shakes, as if going into withdrawal, dry lips and weak knees, and tears. All symptoms of the let-down. On days like these, my sanity is lost.
I've spent a lot of time Hating myself. And a lot more time Hating my creator. Simply because Instead of ticking like everyone one else I was created to tock.
You look at me and I'm sixteen again. Giddy and girly, Lost in the ambrosia of romance, With muddled words and awkward hands.
My heart is happy. Buzzing, Like ones does after 5 cups of coffee; Or so I'm told. I don't drink coffee, but that's beside the point. My heart is happy. And that's amazing, Because for a long time It wasn't.
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