10 p.m.
I feel like I don't belong anywhere.
I feel like I was adopted.
I feel like I'm the ugly duckling.
I feel like I am the subject of rude conversations.
I feel like I'm holding a "don't look back" sign to every person that has ever looked in my direction.
I feel like the only person I ever mattered to, is the one who isn't here anymore.
I miss you. Why did you get taken away so early? Why didn't I get more time with you?
Forever isn't true. But her love was infinite.
All I'll ever feel is guilty. If someone's absence doesn't bother you, then your presence never mattered to them in the first place.
I like dogs because they communicate without using words. They can't say one thing that means something else.
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