Monday, April 9, 2012

This is one of those nights when I wish I could lock up my emotions in a box and chuck it away.

I loathe this renewed dependence, even more so with the realisation that it isn't reciprocated.

Really, really don't like this feeling.

I haven't forgotten a thing. Once it feels vaguely familiar every horrible memory of that period rushes up and swallows me whole.

This will be the last of my vulnerability.

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