January 2011
6 posts
…Exhale
You get to the point where you have too much in your damn lungs. Everything builds up, the bad and the worse. The time that happened, that time this happened. That time you fell down and couldn’t get back up. The time you cried tears that weren’t going to change anything. The time you fought, then the time you start to cherish the times that you don’t. It’s...
From a teary-eyed conversation… They always say that you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone, but it’s a hell of a lot worse when you do.
Oh my god! Exclaimed she, miliseconds after leaving the room.
Excitedly, so there wasn’t any need for me to unravel myself from the sheets. Faintly settling back into slumber I heard the door swing open, another sound that didn’t warrant movement as living in a heavily populated apartment diminished the allure of small noises.
And then I moved. Peeling the covers down my body and my...
