It Drove Us ApartIm writing this on the back of my boarding pass, I left my notebook at home.
God, I miss him.
I think Im crazy to, but I do.
My nails are painted black with silver sparkles.
I feel black with silver sparkles.
I feel dead with flashes of hope, happiness, human.
Im afraid well hit rain.
I keep sipping my water.
Its killing my stomach.
I havent eaten since, well, more than twenty-four hours.
I nearly choked on an ice cube.
I was okay with choking.
I WAS OKAY.
I mean, I wasnt happy, but I wouldnt have minded
God, Im sick.
Im lying to myself, again.
Im not alright; I miss him too much.
We cant be friends though.
It was going to happen, I knew that.
I just wish it hadnt happened so soon.
Damn, it was completely pointless.
I got two hours of sleep last night, because of him.
I cried too long.
I didnt cry enough.
I think I made myself cry.
I wanted to feel sad.