Pieces of Three-65

(day 298 of 365)

Today I was told I was ‘dead inside’. Wow that hurts. But what hurts more is that I actually think the words are right.

I have beat myself up for too long that I am in a coma.

I need to break away from everything and get back on the right path. All those years of wear and tear have taken a toll and even with the best things in front of me I can’t appreciate it.

How did I get here? I want to feel and yes I so want to love.

(day 299 of 365)

Day one of my twelve day healing begins.

(day 319 of 365)

No one ever wants a good thing to come to an end. But sometimes, it has to. At least for now. I am not good enough for you, like this. You deserve so much more. You deserve a better me. You talk about being broken and emotionless and it seems like you are taking a page out of my book.

Have you read this book already?

Have you woke up while I was sleeping and took out my laptop?

See “my shit”

See “writings”

I like you. A lot. I do. A lot. I like you so much. I really really do. And even while writing this there is this sharp pain building up in my chest and I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. I guess this is me coming out of my coma.

I don’t want to be broken for you. I don’t.

No one ever wants a good thing to come to an end. But sometimes, it has to. At least for now.

(day 320-360 of 365)

It hurts too much. I wanted to miss you. I do incredibly. I didn’t think this would hurt this much. It’s unlike any other.

I am not dead inside anymore, but this heartbreak is killing me.